10 Most Pointless Gimmicks In Wrestling History

6. The First Blood Match

At first glance, the First Blood match is a winner: red means green, after all, and if the objective of the match is to make your opponent bleed, then you€™ve effectively told your audience to look out for the first sign of blood. That€™s money€ right? Now, stick with me here... but good god, no it's not. Blood is supposed to help sell the drama of a match, not the finish. It€™s supposed to up the ante, to get the crowd even more invested in what€™s going on. The correct place to blade in a match will be at a specific point in the narrative, depending on how long you€™ve been allocated for the bout and the spots that€™ll bring it home. That place is not the end of the match€ and in a First Blood match, it€™ll automatically be the end of the match. Even if there€™s a protracted beatdown segment planned for the post-match angle, the match is still over and so is the reason that the crowd came to see it. So it makes no creative sense€ and it€™s also a bugger to plan for. You can€™t guarantee that hardway will come off properly €“ ask Mick Foley how annoying it is to have someone legitimately pounding upon your eyebrow area and failing to bust you open €“ and there€™s no guarantee that the bleeder will know how to blade. And what if the whole match is plotted out and both men are experienced juicers€ but one gets opened up hardway by accident in the first five minutes? The second the referee sees red, the match is supposed to be over, and there€™s no way of fudging a referee decision when the crowd at home and in person can see blood on the canvas. Whichever way you look at it, the idea of a First Blood match is pointless.
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