With two silver-tongued wordsmiths like Jericho and Edge, you'd expect a more enticing build-up. Instead, Edge was into the early throes of an unsatisfactory babyface run that sapped him of his maniacal ramblings and wide-eyed sadism. As is often the case with modern WWE, a fascinating villain that veers to the side of good leaves behind his distinguished cool factor. Edge brayed endlessly for weeks about wanting to spear Jericho, straining to get the very word over as a buzzphrase. It was so outside the realm of what made Edge interesting. The only effective promo came from Jericho, who ridiculed Edge's DNA as being faulty, the cause of his many injuries. The WrestleMania match, while technically sound, was mostly heatless, possibly due in part to the Bret Hart/Vince McMahon foot-dragger that preceded it. Not that Edge's watered-down, uninspired invective helped any.
Justin has been a wrestling fan since 1989, and has been writing about it since 2009. Since 2014, Justin has been a features writer and interviewer for Fighting Spirit Magazine. Justin also writes for History of Wrestling, and is a contributing author to James Dixon's Titan series.
