SmackDown 1000 is a monumental achievement worthy of a grand gesture during a bizarre time in which WWE are only dishing them out for massive wads of cash instead.
Mammoth events in Australia in October and Saudi Arabia in November will be done for financial fortuitousness rather than the celebration warranted by the likely bouts of "pyro and ballyhoo" both shows will receive. The latter in particular will be less of a 'Crown Jewel' in WWE's calendar as much as an ugly reminder of the awkward relationship the company has fostered with the monied country.
A 1000th edition is a milestone few television shows make, and thus worthy of substantially more love from WWE than it'll perhaps receive. For two decades, the 'blue brand' has been a show many have remained loyal to due to occasional bouts of utter excellence. As a full-blown second weekly show in 1999, it burst on the scene with an oval-staged Joie De Vivre. By 2002, it represented a new pinnacle for workrate in WWE. In 2008 with a freshly motivated Triple H on top and a still-in-his-prime Jim Ross on the call, it was a tonic to the poison Monday Night Raw had gradually become. Golden times, these timestamps reflected the brand at its best.
But where's the fun in that? Hidden away from the madness of Monday Night, SmackDown's gotten away with literal murder more than once, and a fair few other crimes too...
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