Motor City Jeezy
A self-proclaimed Kenny Omega mark
I have noticed a recent trend in the WWE, and I thought I'd get your opinion of it. Major matches during WWE programming have been ending in disqualification. The JeriShow/DX tag team title rematch, the Sheamus/Cena rematch, the Undertaker/Mysterio title match, the McIntyre/Morrison rematch, and Batista's beat the clock challenge are all extremely recent ones that come to mind. That being said, I'd like to pose a few questions for the forum.
How do you feel about the number of DQ's lately? Does it affect your expectations for WWE main events? Is this a valid method of progressing certain storylines?
For me, I pretty much have been fast-forwarding through title matches as well as main event matches that occur during the weekly programming lately. I hate the feeling I get when I'm watching a match and it's great and I'm really getting into it, and then BAM. It ends in disqualification. It's like I'm at the car dealership, and although what I want is a Ford Fusion, I've just been pre-approved for a Ford F-150 with the custom sports package. WOW this is awesome, I think to myself. And then we get to the nitty gritty, and bam. I can't even walk off the lot with a Ford Focus. I leave with nothing but a sick feeling of what could've been in my stomach.
Okay, it's probably not that serious as car buying, but I hope my attempted anology gets its point across. So. Thoughts?
How do you feel about the number of DQ's lately? Does it affect your expectations for WWE main events? Is this a valid method of progressing certain storylines?
For me, I pretty much have been fast-forwarding through title matches as well as main event matches that occur during the weekly programming lately. I hate the feeling I get when I'm watching a match and it's great and I'm really getting into it, and then BAM. It ends in disqualification. It's like I'm at the car dealership, and although what I want is a Ford Fusion, I've just been pre-approved for a Ford F-150 with the custom sports package. WOW this is awesome, I think to myself. And then we get to the nitty gritty, and bam. I can't even walk off the lot with a Ford Focus. I leave with nothing but a sick feeling of what could've been in my stomach.
Okay, it's probably not that serious as car buying, but I hope my attempted anology gets its point across. So. Thoughts?