In the opening segment, Jeremy Borash announced the five nominees for "2012 Wrestler of the Year" as being Bully Ray, James Storm, Bobby Roode, Austin Aries, and Jeff Hardy. More attentive viewers may notice that whenever a cheap trophy is in the ring, it is a matter of minutes before it's found smashed over somebody's head. Roode and Aries argue down the aisle, fully expecting themselves to be the recipient. Oh-ho! Imagine their surprise (and mine!) when Jeff Hardy is declared winner of this admirable plastic award (decided by the fans via internet polling, it was a real coupe the only good guy was the victor).
Jeff "The
Charismatic Enigma" Hardy gave a promo that would've gotten him swept off stage by a comically-large broom had he delivered it Amateur Night at the Apollo. The gist was holding up his belt, declaring himself champion, declaring the fans to be of the utmost importance to him, and booking himself in a match against both Roode and Aries at Genesis.
James Storm beats Kaz - I enjoyed the bait-and switch beginning, Chris Daniels took his shirt off on the way to the ring, ascended the apron, and Kaz hit Storm from behind (for it was he that had the match). I like Storm, but isn't he a bit too massive to be doing double-knee facebreakers?
Meanwhile, backstage, D-Von Dudley tries to convince Mr. Anderson to join Aces and Eights. The beer bottle being fondled between Anderson's legs by a duo of blondes was incredibly subtle. Did anyone else see that? What did it symbolize? I never quite noticed until now how much D-Von looks like a crazy person and how at ease he is talking like one. In stark contrast, Doc (Luke Gallows) belongs on the student film circuit.
Doc comes to the ring and it becomes evident that Aces and Eights have the only decent music in the entire locker room. Doc begins by calling out tired cliche #54: "Stinger, come out, come out, wherever you are!" Sting does not surface, but a bat falls from the ceiling. This psychological cat and mouse takes a real toll on Doc. I thought he got a raw deal being let go from WWE, and maybe he did, maybe there was nothing he could do with this writing, but this was lost poorly in its own thoughts.
Christian York beat Kid Kash for a spot in the X-Division tournament. They set it up like Kash was going to win by a pre-match segment of him talking to Kenny King. Nice swerve. Kash took a pretty decent bump. Isn't he a bit old to be called Kid? I don't see why he wouldn't want to be known as Man Kash...
Chavo and Hernandez cut a promo and Hernandez is great. What Chavo says is a little derivative, but he delivers.
Hernandez beats Joey Ryan via DQ. Matt Morgan claimed injury, sent the impressively dapper Joey Ryan to the ring to fight for him, then took off his cast and attacked Hernandez with a discus clothesline. This move may seem excessive, but considering he was selling just how not-injured his arm actually was, it was a real nice touch.
Hogan family histrionics with Bully Ray and Brooke Hogan. Hulk lectures Bully on the "bro-code." It is apparently not brodacious to date your general manager's much younger daughter without telling him, very unbrofessional. Years ago, he would have reduced Bully Ray to brotoplasm, but today, as General Manager, he suspends him as well as Brooke.
Hulk was serviceable here. Brooke filled her role. Bully Ray was superlative. He's hands down the best thing TNA has got going right now.
A follow-up on Joseph Park (Abyss's brother who looks suspiciously like him) at OVW. It appears that after rigorous training, Joey Park is ready to wrestle. I love the character, love the segments, love the Abyss connections and think it could take things to a great new level.
Mickie James and Miss Tessmacher beat Gail Kim and Tara - why is Tessmacher not the female face of the company?
Kurt Angle and Samoa Joe beat Aces and Eights... ready? ...in a steel cage! A good cage match, Angle promised to unmask one of the Aces and 8s members (being it was D-Von and a masked man, we should hope it would not be D-Von). They won. Aces and Eights stormed the ring, Sting trotted into the frame, hit some of them with a bat, this was a very underwhelming return. The masked opponent turned out to be Mike Knox.
Say what you will about Mike Knox, when he gave his educational promos about the human body on Smackdown, they made me a believer. I don't quite understand why it is important that Aces and Eights wear masks, perhaps unmasking them is TNA's version of a chocolate advent calendar leading to Genesis.
To sum up this experience, the second hour was leaps and bounds better than the first. Two hours of TNA is the same length as WWE's three hour RAW. The people they have that can talk really can talk, but a lot of the performers need to take at least improv classes. There are too many wrestlers and not enough characters.