A show that probably should have been the climax of WWE's Premiere Week considering the state of Sunday's WWE Hell In A Cell, the first edition of SmackDown on Fox was a beautiful and brilliant festival of WWE's best bullsh*t.
The set was stunning, the booking was shocking and The Rock was talking - it was all the best ingredients for a superb two-hour shift of Sports Entertainment. The company were even smart enough to tee up a gimmick for the second episode too, if only to prove that the near-four million viewing figure wasn't a total fluke.
It's Draft season!
A staple event for WWE any time the rosters are split, Drafts, Superstar Shake-ups et al have always found drama in the fundamentally undramatic. Never once have we the audience been given a storyline reason as to why red is better than blue or Monday better than Tuesday/Thursday/Friday, but that very question would unpick too many loose threads. Instead, let's make like the "war rooms" and celebrate/commiserate as appropriate!
In the immediate aftermath of the broadcast, it felt as though the latter dominated the discussion.
We Need To Talk About Kevin (Nash).
Michael can be found in articles or on podcasts extolling the virtues of New Generation WWF, New Japan Pro Wrestling or the new WWE angle they definitely definitely won’t ruin this time.