Suffice to say, RAW was a pretty interesting and fun show, up until that mind-bendingly terrible "main event" in which three random "titans" (Big Show, Kane, Ryback) inexplicably beat the hell out of the four Wyatts, without a compelling climax. Personally, I'm basically just waiting out the clock until a fourth random "Titan" shows up, because all rumors about the Wyatts opposing the Undertaker or Brock at WM32 are basically DOA at this point, thanks to WWE's mishandling of the Wyatts.
 
On the upside: "Better Call Saul" is already off to a great start, and if you're not watching it, you should be. And "12 Monkeys" is coming back soon, and I liked that way more than I expected, too. I highly recommend catching up on both to you, OO Nation.
 
And if you're not interested, well, here's the superb wrestling insight and analysis you came for, in the form of what just happened at the Fastlane 2016 PPV:

• On the Preshow. Nothing of note on the preshow until they shoot it down to the ring for our US Title Match.
  
  It's two out of three falls, and since it's Kalisto vs. Alberto del Rio, the Perpetually Delightful Lilian Garcia gets to display her Spanish skills during full-on boxing-style ring intros, rolling her Rs and otherwise showing off like the naughty little tonguesmith that I enjoy imagining her to be.
   
  First fall is about 5 minutes, and ends when the back-and-forth action spills outside, and ADR gets intentionally disqualified by whacking Kalisto with a chair. So just like that, there will be no title change, because of the DQ.
  
  ADR beats the crap out of Kalisto outside the ring for a bit, delaying the start of the second fall. When he finally steps back, and allows the ref to restart the match, ADR gets an insta-pin, because of how decimated Kalisto is. Tied at 1 fall each.
  
  Third fall starts, and del Rio slows down and takes his time, assuming he's got this one well in hand. The extended heel beatdown continues, until ADR hits a modified version of his double stomp: it's outside the ring, and Kalisto is hung up on the barricade. Then ADR gets back in the ring, and starts begging for the count-out..... the hell?
  
  Turns out, I must have missed some stipulation change before the match, because the announcers say it doesn't matter how each fall ends.... the title will change hands regardless of whether there are count-outs or DQs. D'oh. Kalisto now has to beat the count, and he does. Alberto goes for the traditional double stomp to finish things, but Kalisto avoids it, ADR lands hard, and after a quick grapple, Kalisto gets the roll-up for the win.
   
  Pretty solid match, with a crowd pleasing finish; the super-abbreviated second fall meant that the 15 minute run time was actually adequate to do a believable 3 falls match, too.
  
  
• Opening Theme/Pyro/Etc... and we're live in Cleveland, OH, at the No Longer the Gund Arena, where Cole & The Gang welcome us to the show. The Spanish Announce Table and the German Announce Table are also on-hand, should they be necessary. But let's not dawdle, it's time for women's tag action....
  
  
• Becky Lynch and Sasha Banks defeat Naomi and Tamina. During ring entrances, the announcers bludgeon home the underlying story, which is that Becky and Sasha hate each other, but they both lust for a title shot at WM32, and that means neither can afford to lose a match.
  
  Out of the gates, they can't agree who should start the match, so Naomi jumpstarts things by attacking while they argued. Early heel beatdown ends when Becky lands the Lass Effect Exploder Suplex, and the faces get a brief rally. But then the heels get in some double-teaming, and Becky's your Face in Peril.
  
  Solid heel beatdown with teases and layers before the hot tag. One very convincing near tag saw Becky kick Tamina off and dive for the corner, only to have Naomi yank Sasha off the apron.... finally, Becky had to fight off BOTH Naomi and Tamina to escape the enemy corner and make the tag to Sasha.
  
  Sasha goes to town on Naomi, eventually hitting the Backstabber/Banks Statement combo.... but Tamina breaks it up. Naomi gets back in the match, getting a near fall after the Rear View. But Sasha kicks out. Tamina tags herself into the match, and it breaks down into a Pier Four brawl.
  
  Becky is able to take down both heels with a double missile dropkick, and then rolls out of the ring, taking Naomi with her. That leaves the two legal women in the ring, and Sasha sets up for the Banks Statement in short order.
  
  Becky spots this, and remembers that she wants to make a statement, too, so just as the Banks Statement is locked in, Becky tosses Naomi into the ring and cinches in the Disarmer. This results in a double tap-out (although only Sasha's, technically, counts), and the good guys win a very solid 12 minute opener. Well worked, it sets up Becky and Sasha as co-#1 Contenders, and the fans were really into it and everything, too.
  
  
• Kevin Owens beats Dolph Ziggler to retain the IC Title. Usually, when Ziggler wrestles in Cleveland, they make a point of having Lilian announce that. Tonight, she stuck to the "residing in Hollywood, FL" intro. The announcers acknowledged the hometown element, but not bringing the live crowd in for the cheap heat is an interesting move.... Ziggler's cheated to beat Owens recently, so I almost begin to wonder if this omission isn't very much on purpose, if you catch my drift.
  
  But if we're supposed to be doubting Dolph's morals, they don't let on once the bell rings. Owens immediately takes control with clubbering blows, and Ziggler goes into sympathy-inducing ragdoll mode. It only partially works, as the pro-Owens smarks seem to be about equal in number of the cute little marks.
   
  So, basically, it's several minutes of Ziggler getting his ass kicked, while the crowd can't decide whether to boo or cheer.
  
  Tide finally turns around the 8 minute mark, when Dolph dodges a corner charge, and Owens eats the steel ring post. Sting Splash, Heartstopper Elbows, and a near fall for Dolph. Fameasser whiffs, but Dolph tries for a spike DDT on the rebound.... Owens delays it, though, holding Ziggler up above his head, and then dropping him, crotch-first, on the top rope. Ouch.
  
  Owens with the cannonball follow-up for a near fall. But then, it's Owens' old trick of wasting time to randomly taunt Michael Cole. So when he goes for the Pop Up Powerbomb, Dolph counters into that spike DDT. Second time's the charm, and Ziggler gets a convincing near fall.
  
  Dolph decides to set up for a superplex, but Owens punches out, and turns it into his top rope cradle brainbuster. The momentum causes Ziggler to roll out of the ring, which is the only thing that saves him. Owens has to go out and haul Dolph back into the ring, where they trade superkicks. Owens hits first, but is slow to follow-up. Ziggler hits second, but now Owens is the one who rolls out of the ring to prevent a pin attempt.
  
  Ziggler heads out of the ring to fetch Owens, and after an exchange, he sends Owens into the ring steps. Owens is in trouble as we head back into the ring. Fameasser hits. Owens kicks out. Crowd is still split on who to cheer for, but at this point, they agree "THIS IS AWE SOME."
  
  Ziggler's feeling the love, and steps back, and "tunes up the band," HBK-style... but when he moves in for the superkick, Owens moves, and Dolph has to pull up, awkwardly, because the ref is in his line of fire. Ziggler avoids kicking the ref, but when he turns around, he walks right into a Pop Up Powerbomb. Very good 15 minute match; I think it topped all the matches they had last year on their first go-round.
  
  Owens retains, and his boasting about doing something special for his first WrestleMania will apparently involve the IC Title. #KOMania
   
  
• Big Show/Kane/Ryback beat the Non-Bray Members of the Wyatt Family. JBL rightly declares "This one is gonna be monkeybutt-ugly" during ring intros. But then he follows that up with a chuckle and the statement that it's also gonna be lots of "fun." Which is definition of "fun" that I'm not familiar with.
  
  Well, OK, I admit it: I actually DO find Big Show's "SHHHHH!" Chops to be fun, so I smile when he busts those out in the opening 90 seconds. But after that, it's basically slow motion slobberknockery, but without any actual backstory or reason to care other than the Wyatts decision to randomly attack large men until the large men formed a team.
  
  After Show and Ryback both get a chance to have some "fun," Kane tags in, and becomes our Face in Peril. Thrilling, I assure you.
  
  Kane gets separation on Strowman. Hot tag to Ryback. Corresponding move to Harper. Ryback is en fuego, and really seems to be emphasizing those CM Punk running knees in the corner. He hits about a dozen of them, it seems, then a big powerslam for a convincing near fall. Rowan has to come in for the save.
  
  As a result of that interference, it breaks down, entirely, into a Pier Sixer which ends with Big Show press slamming Harper onto a ringside pile (including his own men). Big Show exits the ring to hit a spear in the aisle on Strowman, and somehow, we end up with Ryback and Harper (the legal men) back in the ring.
  
  A quick grapple, and Ryback lands the Shellshock and..... gets the pin? Yeah, gets the pin. Bray does nothing, just sits back and watches. And for the second time in a week, the 4-man Wyatts just got beat by the 3-man Titans, which is just beyond stupid.
   
  Oh, wait. On the replay, they show us something that was missed in real time: Kane gave Bray a big boot, which is why he was sitting on the floor, when he could have been breaking up the pin. Still, this is the Wrong Move if you were expecting the Wyatts/Bray to be taken seriously in a marquee match at Mania. Not much to this one: fairly boring match, extremely baffling finish.
   
  Seriously, Bray has value headed into WrestleMania, in a "Hey, I wonder how they use HIM?" sense. Nobody is wondering what's next for Show/Ryback/Kane, other than them being props int he Andre Battle Royale. *PLONK*
  
  
• Charlotte defeats Brie Bella to retain the Women's Title.  Full boxing-style ring intros are a nice bit of trying to upscale the division, but until WWE just drops all use of the word "diva" and that ridiculous pink butterfly belt, they aren't gonna get to where they want to go.
  
  Bonus Easter Egg: Brie is wearing some furry-goat boats, and Cole reveals that they are actually the very same kick-pads that Bryan wore at WM30, and Brie is hoping they bring her the same luck that her husband had that night.
  
  Charlotte opens by trying to flat-out bully Brie with her size and power. Brie counters by trying to out-wrestle Charlotte. It's a good back and forht opening sequence for a few minutes, but it breaks in Brie's favor, allowing her to use moves made famous by her husband AND her sister. Well, the YES! Kicks are "famous," and I'll just take Cole's word for it with regards to the "Snapback."
  
  But then Charlotte grabs a handful of tights to send Brie flying out of the ring. Brie lands hard, and this is the start of the mid-match heel beatdown.
  
  I didn't notice exactly what happened, but when Charlotte slows things down for an arm lock of some kind, the ref has to bust out some plastic gloves, because Charlotte is bleeding from the bridge of her nose. Nothing serious, though, just a scratch, really. I wonder if her face-bedazzling might have been the cause?
  
  Charlotte keeps the pedal down for several minutes, with just sporadic hope spots for Brie. Charlotte eventually gets way too cocky, though, and starts taunting, rather than ass-kicking. As Charlotte is mid-Bella-hip-swivel, Brie fires up and clocks her with a forearm, then some YES! Kicks, and more.
  
  Dropkick sends Charlotte to the floor, on the same side as her dad. Brie follows, and stares Flair back to a safe distance, then flings Charlotte back into the ring.... Brie heads up to the top rope, and nails the Missile Dropkick. Brie sells that she landed hard on her knee, but follows up with YES! Kicks and an X-Factor Facebuster for a convincing near fall.
  
  Back and forth grapple ends with Brie cinching in the YES! Lock to a huge pop.... but Flair reachs in and tries to pull Charlotte's leg towards the ropes. The ref gets involved and prevents that from happening, but the momentum requires that Brie break the YES! Lock and switch to a single-leg crab.
  
  She doesn't quite have it solid, though, and thanks to the interference, Charlotte is able to kick Brie off, causing her to hit the ropes and fall back hard. Charlotte gets the Figure Eight, and remembering Brie's knee is tender, the rest is academic.
  
  Around 12 mintues, and tons better than I was expecting. They did a really nice job of shifting the focus from the fact that Brie's already talking about retiring to join Bryan to the notion that Brie really wanted to win one last title in tribute to Bryan, and that got the crowd into it, big time. From lame duck challenger to feel-good underdog, and that made all the difference.
  
  
• AJ Styles defeats Chris Jericho in their Rubber Match. Super fast-paced start, with both guys playign the flashy babyface offense, but neither being able to land the big bomb. Not for lack of trying, thought, as it takes less than 90 seconds for both a Walls and a Calf Crusher attempt.
  
  During their first Standoff of Mutual Respect, the crowd just goes OFF with an "AY JAY SY ILLS"/"WHY TWO JAY" chant. In fact, it's so deafening and long-lasting that Jericho and Styles lock eyes and clearly decide "It's already 9:40pm, eastern, and we don't have forever, so let's get on with our prepared material," and just start wrestling again, while the chant continues.
  
  The prepared material seems to break in favor of Jericho, with Jericho adopting more aggressive body language to be the narrative heel. It's not quite a "heel" beatdown, but it is a "crafty veteran" beatdown.
  
  Hope spot for Styles, when he's able to fling Jericho out of the ring, but when Styles follows, Jericho catches him in mid-air with a dropkick to resume control.
  
  Styles' for-real fire-up begins by catching Jericho with some forearms (JBL: "That's Impact," which made me laugh at TNA's expense). A springboard move kinda whiffs, but they pretend it hits. A fliip-through move hits, and Styles gets a convincing near fall off it.
  
  Both men back to their feet, and after an exchange, Jericho hits the LionSault for a near fall. Jericho sets up for a superplex, but Styles slips out the back door and picks Jericho's ankle on the way down, causing Jericho's head to hit the top turnbuckle.
  
  Jericho is slumped in the corner, and Styles sets up for the springboard elbow, only to have Jericho see it at the last second, and turn it into his double-jump springboard dropkick. Excellent use of the "I watch a lot of videotape"/scouting card.
  
  Jericho up top, but after a slight delay, Styles catches him with the Pele Kick. Styles joins Jericho on the top turnbuckle,a nd goes for the top rope rana, only to have Jericho pick the leg, and turn it into the Walls of Jericho when they land.
  
  Styles is in trouble, but fights the good fight, and manages a rope break. Jericho finally seems to snap, and he goes from "crafty vet" to "jerkass" as he viciously decimates Styles with the help of various ringside props, like the steps and the barricade, all leading up to an old school Liontamer on the floor.
  
  Jericho hops in the ring, and heelishly calls for the count-out win. But Styles is able to step through the ropes at a count of 9. Jericho immediately grabs him and hits a Codebreaker.... but it's too close to the ropes, and the ref refuses to count, because Styles' arm is under the ropes.
  
  Jericho loses it, and argues with the ref, and then turns to AJ, yelling at him that he's a stupid son of a bitch... as a result, AJ has time to recover.
  
  When Jericho finally turns back to address Styles seriously, Styles counters a second Codebreaker, into a roll-up similar to the way he won their first match, but Jericho has that scouted, and flips out, and there's one last exchange, which Styles wins, and he hits the Styles Clash.
  
  But Jericho kicks out at two. But Jericho's not in great shape, so AJ is able to cinch in the Calf Crusher.... Jericho fights it.... fights it.... is ready to give up.... but fights it some more....
  
  But then, he taps out. Styles wins a very fine 16 minute match. Afterwards, Jericho teases a heel turn, as he yanks Styles off the top rope with an angry face.... but then, Jericho gives in and just shakes AJ's hand, and everybody's happy! Kudos to everyone who had a say in making AJ's first month in WWE a decisive win; he's uber-talented in the ring, but he has his limitations (public speaking), but WWE opted to emphasize the positives and mask the negatives, with great results.
  
  
• The Voltron of Awesome Booty. Just saying these five guys are gonna do a segment, and I'm already sold. But then, I can't overstate how much the past week made me EVEN MORE sold. Because, on RAW, this started out as Kazoo vs. Trombone. But then, on SD, the New Day cut a promo that delightfully turned it into a battle of the past (Five Second Poses for the Benefit of those with Flash Photography) vs. present (gifs of Booty Shaking).
  
  And so, here we are, with somebody dusting off Tony Chimel to do an over-the-top old school ring intro for E&C, who briefly pimp their new WWE Network show (debuting immediately after the PPV, and yes, I will be there are soon as I hit "send" on this recap).
  
  But mid-pimp, the New Day's music interrupts, and they hit the ring with some mockery, only to get cut-off, mid-stream.... because E&C want to tell a story of how the New Day came out and underwhelmed the WWE Universe with a display of blandness for the ages. E&C have never seen so much chocolate be so vanilla.
  
  ZING~!
  
  But then, the New Day got interesting, only thanks to ripping off E&C. Making fun of local sports teams, playing bogus musical instruments, and replacing the word "aweseomness" with "booty." Also, there is a joke about Kofi's magically disappearing accent.
  
  The New Day reject all criticisms, while simultaneously proving them true (by mocking Cleveland's belief that "LaBooty James" will bring them a championship). Somehow, this all leads to a random mention of the League of Nations, and the one thing that New Day and E&C agree upon is that the League of Nations are kinda silly.
  
  Enter the League of Nations, who are not pleased. The New Day aren't really into this, and after the slightest modicum of comedy, they declare that Sunday is the day of rest, and they're gonna head out.
  
  That leaves E&C versus the LoN, and it's fun for a bit.... light back and forth humor, until ADR steps to Edge and claims to be responsible for Edge's retirement. Edge reminds him that Edge won the World Title and retired with it, so by his count, Edge has done more since their last match than ADR. ZING~!
  
  The LoN are on the brink of attacking, but Christian is able to pull Edge out of the ring and retreat to safety. Up on the stage, with the New Day still lingering, E&C decide that -- for old time's sake -- they're going to offer up something for the benefit of those with Flash Photography. But it's not gonna be E&C hitting a five second pose. Instead, they encourage the fans to take pictures of the Four Members of the International House of Dumbasses.
  
  The LoN are livid, but the New Day thinks this is hilarious. So the New Day and E&C form a Volton of Comedy, and strike a gif-worthy pose, in which the New Day do the Booty Pose from Thursday, while Edge makes it rain, and Christian plugs the Network Show.
  
  Fun for all. Good "zingers" for smart fans early on, but ultimately, a totally valid pro wrestling segment that sets up the next tag title feud. Because, unless I'm missing something, that was just a face turn for the New Day. New Day vs. LoN at Mania, right?
  
  
• Curtis Axel beats R-Truth. For no readily apparent reason, the Social Outcasts hit the ring. I guess they have a match. R-Truth comes out, and they reveal it's a one-on-one between Truth and Curtis Axel.
  
  The New Day run interference, and just when it seems hopeless, Goldust runs out to help his "friend," Truth. But it backfires, and Axel wins, and the Golden Truth tag team is no closer to reality than it was before this utterly silly and pointless waste of PPV time. Goldust and Truth doing 90 seconds on a Thursday is fun; expecting them to carry a 5 mintue PPV segment is, however, a major miscalculation.
  
  
• Roman Reigns wins a Triple Threat Match (over Dean Ambrose and Brock Lesnar) to become the new #1 Contender to HHH's WWE Title. There is no dobut that WWE wants to make Roman Reigns the WWE Champ sooner than later (last year's aborted attempt speaks for itself). Completely expectedly, there is no doubt that tonight's live crowd wants anything but. HUGE cheers for Ambrose and Lesnar. Huge boos for Reigns.
  
  Cole tries, gamely, to sell the Lesnar cheers as nothing more than "respect," and the Ambrose cheers as nothing more than "home state favoritism." Ummm, Cleveland and Cinci are 200 miles apart, and they hate each other. Cleveland is not cheering for Ambrose because "Ohio."
  
  Bell rings, and the early vibe is that Ambrose is a nuisance, and Reigns/Lesnar are the big boys. Ambrose keeps powdering out so Lesnar and Reigns can do bits together. These powder outs happen as a result of increasingly impressive German Suplexes, including one out of mid-air as Ambrose dived out of the ring to the floor, and Lesnar caught him.
   
  Suplexes #1 and #2 resulted in Ambrose powder outs. But Suplexes #3, #4, and #5 landed on Reigns, and about 5 minutes into the match, Lesnar hit an F-5 on Reigns, and went for the pin.
  
  Ambrose dives in to break it up. Lesnar turns and is all "Really?" Ambrose is all "Yes, really." Ambrose LAUGHS at Lesnar, and slaps him. Ambrose eats Suplex #6. Suplex #7. Suplex #8.
  
  Time to finish it. Lesnar hoists Ambrose up for the F-5.... but Reigns breaks out of his now-traditional mid-main-event nap to hit a spear to break it up. Ambrose rolls out, and Reigns lines up for a Superman Punch. Hits it. But Lesnar rolls out of the ring.
  
  Reigns has to follow, but by the time he catches up, Lesnar has his wits back, and picks Reigns up for the F-5.... Ambrose strikes, suddenly, and hits Lesnar with an uppercut to the ballsac.
  
  Together, Ambrose and Reigns agree that they have to write Lesnar out of this script. Ambrose clears the German announce table, and then, the two team up for a two-man variation on the Sheild TripleBomb. Lesnar is done. For now.
  
  Reigns and Ambrose stare each other down. Ambrose snaps first, and throws hands. Crowd is about 90/10 in favor of Ambrose. They go back and forth in the ring for several minutes, but with no real convincing near falls or anything. Then, after a while, Lesnar starts to get to his feet.
  
  Ambrose sees it, and asks Reigns for a quick truce. Reigns grants it, and the two attack Lesnar outside the ring..... this time, they clear the English announce table, and doublebomb Lesnar through it. The table explodes, and it's quite visually impressive.... Reigns and Ambrose grab all the table parts from both tables, and pile them on top of Lesnar.
  
  Then, they turn back to each other, and this time, Reigns throws the first punch. The BOOs are mighty as Reigns dominates Ambrose and gets a few near falls of his own. Superman Punch lands. Reigns calls for the Spear.... but Ambrose sidesteps, and hits Dirty Deeds.
   
  One. Two.... kickout.
  
  Lesnar begins to come back to life.
  
  Ambrose sets up for a second Dirty Deed, Reigns counters into an attempted Samoan Drop.
  
  Lesnar dives back into the ring and hits a German Suplex on Reigns, while Ambrose was on Reigns' back. Ho. Lee. Shit.
  
  "THIS IS AWE SOME" chants are only oppossed by "SOO PLEX SIT TEE" chants. Awesome.
  
  Ambrose powders out, Lesnar and Reigns do a back and forth exchange, and that ends with Reigns in a Kimora. Reigns is about to tap out when Ambrose gets into the ring, swinging a steel chair. Ambrose decimates Brock Lesnar, causing Lesnar to release the hold.
  
  Then, with both Lesnar and Reigns in front of him, Ambrose gave one or two token chairshots to Reigns, before turning back to Lesnar.... Lesnar finally gets chairshotted out of the ring.
  
  But when Ambrose turns around, he walks into a spear from Reigns. One. Two. Three. Fin.
  
  Just like that, it's done, and the crowd is clearly not pleased, because nobody in the world wants a straight up Reigns/HHH main event to WM.
  
  Good, not great, match, about 18 minutes. If WWE still goes for HHH/Reigns, straight up, at Mania, expect it to tank almost as bad as Lesnar/Goldberg did, unless something major happens first. In the meantime, either Ambrose or Lesnar would make good add-ons for the main event.... also, Ambrose vs. Lesnar could make for a nice semi-main, now that WWE completely ruined any reason to give a shit about Lesnar/Wyatt, if WWE actually DOES decide to dare its fans to walk out on a WM Main Event. We'll see how that goes in the next few weeks.
  
  For now, it appears like they are playing it straight. Ambrose and Lesnar just disappear, and Reigns celebrates for the booing fans. Then HHH comes out, and they have a flaccid staredown as the crowd files out, and that's the last thing we see before they fade to black.

And so ends the show. If you're like me, part of your brain wants to grade this show based on how it makes you feel about WrestleMania.
 
By that criteria, this show didn't do much. Owens' win and the whole new #KOMania thing are promising, but I just refuse to believe WWE is dumb enough to go with Reigns/HHH, straight up, as the main event of WM32, because it's obvious to even laymen that will end badly for them. At best, the entire crowd sticks around to shit all over it. At worst, somebody decides to organize a walk-out, and WM32 ends with 20,000 empty seats (or more).  
 
The notion that WWE thinks they can somehow sneak this one past us, and just magically achieve UberFace Reigns is mind-boggling.... I say this as a person who likes wrestling and fundamentally wants WWE to do well, and thinks Roman Reigns is a fine future UberFace. But while WWE and I share the same end game scenario, THEY refuse to see basic common sense, and so far have pushed this narrative  so hard that fans are rebelling and will keep doing so.
 
WWE and I want the SAME THING. But they are going about it in a way destined to fail, and my way is pretty much proven to work. It makes my brain hurt.
 
But at the end of the day, you can't grade this show based on WrestleMania, because there are still 6 weeks till WrestleMania. Maybe I'm just reading things wrong, and maybe HHH/Reigns isn't he main event? Tomorrow's RAW can change a lot of things, and I kinda hope the bludgeoning obviousness of my above criticisms means the WM32 main event is NOT as destined-to-suck as I fear. We'll see.
 
Sidebar: WWE kept cutting in to mention that Fastlane was the Twitter #1 Trend Worldwide, but I don't think they knew why..... this is the most twitrage that has ever existed for the Network freezing, buffering, and being kinda crappy. Myself, I ALWAYS accumulate about 3-4 minutes of buffering during a PPV, and tonight wasn't nearly as bad as my own bad experiences (like 15+ minutes of buffering for Survivor Series 2014), but it was also a bit worse than usual, so.... if others were freaking out about it, THAT is why hashtag-Fastlane was trending WWE, and you should be ashamed of yourselves.
 
Taken on its own merits, tonight's Fastlane was really good. The Wyatts/Titans match was the only thing that flirted with Suck, and that was about 10 minutes out of a 3 hour show. But the PPV before WM NEVER gets taken on its own merits, and for the past 10 years, we've been trained to view it as "the show that sets up WM." In time, that should fade -- this year, WWE installed the free-per-view "March to WrestleMania" to soften the blow -- but for now, please try to understand why I'm able to view "Fastlane" as basically good, even if I don't think it's "good for WWE's overall direction."
 
Final grade? MMmmmmmmm, let's just call that a B, and then reconvene here -- same time, same place, tomorrow night -- to see what RAW does to change my view on WrestleMania 32.