The feeling that WrestleManis 29 was extremely padded was only cemented further by an uninspired mini-concert from P Diddy, which had me actively wishing for the days when Kid Rock was doing medleys; that's how bad it was this year. His woeful attempts to try and get the crowd excited (and he seemed to be quite confused about exactly where the event was being held) largely fell flat, and only the rendition of "Coming Home" worked at all. Musical performances should be brief and get the crowd whipped into a frenzy; this had the complete opposite effect. You need only look on Twitter for evidence; the amount of #ToiletBreak's being tweeted was ridiculous.