Layin' The Quackdown, MFX Ramblings

7 Months of Smark.

Is it just me, or is anyone else completely stunned that we’re already more than half way through 2015?  I’m guessing an inevitable side effect on being the wrong side of 30 (and not that far off 35) is that time seems to pass by at any ever increasing rate.  It feels like I’m running a race and the clock keeps ticking faster as the track gets longer with each lap.  With the year flying past, there’s been a lyric from a song I can’t remember the name of going through my head.  It goes: “you’d be amazed at what you don’t achieve in year.”

Unfortunately, the sum total of my achievements this year has been to be diagnosed as a type 2 diabetic, complete the game Batman: Arkham City (which I first bought in 2011), and get to the top of the UFC prediction league on the MFX forums.  While none of things are particularly noteworthy or indeed worthwhile, they’re the closest I’ve got to an achievement in 2015.

Actually that’s not strictly true.  I have also lost a ton of weight, stopped smoking, started doing DDP Yoga on a regular basis and begun living a much healthier lifestyle (guess which one of my ‘achievements’ triggered that?  No, it wasn’t Batman, you moron).  These aren’t technically achievements.  They’re more like on-going struggles.  I haven’t finished any of them yet; unlike the Batman game.

So with my mood suitably reflective and self-deprecating, and with no inspiration jumping out at me, I thought I’d take a look back at the first half of the year in the world of professional wrestling (or sports entertainment to you dirty, clueless millennials out there) and see just what I’ve learned in the last seven or so months.

That’s right, I’m going to go back over shit you’ve all previously experienced, make some funny comments on it, and pretend it’s not a giant waste of everyone’s time.  If you pretend that as well, you’ll enjoy the next few minutes of your life a lot more.  So let’s get to it, shall we?

Brock Smash – people mark out.

There are a lot of positives to be said about Brock Lesnar.  He’s the biggest babyface in WWE today.  He’s the only wrestler on the roster who wrestles anything other than ‘WWE style 101.’  He isn’t Randy Orton.  He’s the only guy on the roster who is presented as something special.  He’s an attraction.  He’s a draw.  He’s protected in booking.  He’s the reason we get Paul Heyman promos on TV.  He’s everything top stars in WWE used to be before the even-steven, parity booking era began and everyone became a glorified mid-carder.

I love Brock Lesnar.  He’s everything a bad ass pro-wrestler should be.  He smashes and people mark out.  He’s also soon to be entering the alternative summer Olympics in the car door discus event (small children please stand at least 100 feet away).  He’s one of a small handful of things still worth watching on WWE TV.  In the last six months he’s worked two matches and appeared on a handful of shows and he’s never been more over.  Brock’s money and in a pro-wrestling landscape with so few money drawing stars, I’d argue there’s no one more important to WWE on their roster at the moment than Brock.  No, I’m not just saying that because he terrifies me…honestly.

J and J Security Aren’t Being Paid Enough.

You can’t mention Brock without mentioning his two current favourite chew toys – Jamie Noble and Joey Mercury.  Their act (midget security guards) was riotously funny when it first started.  I mean come on; I’ve picked bigger things than Joey Mercury out of my teeth.  But it’s been their willingness (or maybe not) to be Brock’s weekly sacrificial lambs that really shows that they aren’t being paid enough.  Be it broken ribs, stitches in their backs from broken glass, being dropped on their heads on a car bonnet, or just the general “oh fuck my life is going to end” situations Brock puts them in every week, J and J go above and beyond the call of duty every week and for that, I salute them.

The sooner (new) Divas get a chance, the better.

Alright Nikki Bella, enough.  No, seriously ENOUGH!  We get it; your man is the top dog.  You can do whatever you want, but come on.  Ok, so you’ve improved markedly in the ring in recent times (from fuck awful to piss poor) but even you must see that breaking AJ Lee’s longest reign as Divas Champion is less to do with your talent and all to do with sticking one up CM Punk (figuratively of course).

The main roster Divas division is a mess.  A mash up of angles and characters to link into the next season of Total Divas, with a few talented workers sprinkled in for good measure, who are all given less time to work a match than it takes to make a piece of toast.  Oh and none of them are heels or babyfaces, they’re just all bitches – catty, annoying, fake bitches.  Yay for gender equality in WWE in 2015 everyone.

It’s a sad state of affairs when the biggest female star you have anything to do with is from another sport, has appeared on one major PPV this year and that 10 minute appearance is more memorable than ANY of Nikki Bella’s near 300 days as champion.  Give Divas a chance?  More like give Divas a defibrillator and keep zapping them and yelling “CLEAR” until Sasha, Becky and Charlotte get the long awaited call up and HHH convinces the old man to give these women some characters and some match time.

Oh and someone PLEASE tell Paige that the rings are miked these days and if she’s heard on TV one more time saying, “ok, ready?” before doing a spot, she’s going back to the carny circuit in Norwich (a small fishing community, two hours’ drive from London – Michael Cole, UK Tourist Advisory Board) until the end of time.

Love Affair Angles Don’t Work.

Hey Rusev, remember when you were a bad ass, scary, real heat getting monster?  Remember when you had that awesome double act with Lana and how you both looked destined for years in the WWE main event scene and WWE Title reign looked all but certain for your future?  Man, good times.  I couldn’t see anything derailing that…Oh hey pointless Lana babyface turn, what are you doing here?  Oh hey Dolph – nice high school bad girl from every 1980’s teen movie dress sense.  Oh, goodbye Rusev’s character, heat and push.  Yo, mid-card obscurity – shit there’s LOADS of guys in here.  You sure there’s room for three more and Summer Rae?  There is?  Oh awesome!

PODCASTS!!  WE NEED MORE PODCASTS!

JR, Stone Cold, Taz, Ric Flair, Roddy Piper, Chris Jericho, Konnan, Jim Cornette, Kevin Kelly, JOSH FUCKING MATTHEWS!!!  EVERY WRESTLING SITE ON THE WEB: fan ones, smark ones, mark ones.  You know what the world needs?  MORE WRESTLING PODCASTS!!!  I swear to God, we’re only missing a Dixie Carter podcast and the circle will be complete and the world as we know it will be sucked into an audio black hole from which it will never return.  Oh yeah don’t forget to go listen to my podcast which sometimes covers pro wrestling…

NJPW equals match of the year.

Ok, I admit it; I’m a long-time fan of NJPW.  I think it’s the greatest thing in the world.  My smug sense of self-satisfaction actually powers the laptop on which I watch New Japan World.  I’m the IWC equivalent of a hipster and you have every reason to hate me for it.  But if I’ve learnt anything this year, it’s that when it comes to incredible wrestling matches, New Japan rules the world.  If you want to see what all the fuss is about, check out these matches:  Nakamura v Ibushi (Wrestle Kingdom 9), Okada vs. Tanahashi (Wrestle Kingdom 9), Honma vs. Ishii (New Beginning in Sendai), Kyle O’Reilly vs. KUSHIDA (Best of the Super Jnr final), and Okada vs. AJ Styles (Dominion PPV).  Honestly, they’re what makes pro wrestling so special and you’ll understand that this isn’t just a lifestyle choice (like being a hipster) being a NJPW fan is a way of life.  Plus our beards are much less punchable.  Come join us!

Video game style wrestling is here to stay.

I know it’ll make JR cry into his bbq trough but it’s true; the video game style of pro wrestling is here to stay.  So that means more quickness, more high spots, more big dives, more big moves, less selling and more Young Bucks.  It’s not for everyone, but it’s certainly for someone because along with Lucha Underground these unashamed spot monkeys are no selling their way to fortune and glory.  Plus it’s damn entertaining to watch.  If you can convince yourself that it’s not real people you’re watching and that kicking out of a Meltzer driver is something everyone should do and a move that devastating doesn’t automatically mean total death – it actually means five more minutes of insane moves and no selling – then YAY you’re going to LOVE wrestling in 2015!!

The most devastating finish of 2015 – THE SCHOOL BOY ROLL UP!

I’m not sure when the memo went around; it was probably around the same time Vince sent that one to the announcers about not using the words ring, wrestling, match, crowd, ropes, moves or Cena when calling a match.  These days, being a WWE commentator is like playing one of those boring parlour games you played as a kid when the power went out.  Ok, you have to describe this movie, without using any of the words in the title, naming any of the stars and you can’t describe the plot.  Go!  Is it Star Wars?  It is Star Wars, you win!  You’re right son, this game sucks.

Anyway, this year the decree from atop Mount McInsanity is EVERY SINGLE MATCH must end with at least two of the following two things – a babyface being distracted by something dumb (like his own face on a t-shirt in the crowd, or a dog with a poufy tail) and then being hit with the move to end all moves – the school boy roll up of DOOM!  Honestly, I’ve seen that finish so often this year I’m starting to think an actual school boy is booking pro-wrestling these days and trying to make his finisher more over than the stunner was back in the day (before John Cena invented the special needs springboard version).

TNA Will Not Die.

Despite the best efforts of everyone involved in the management, promotion and creative sides of TNA, the little company that couldn’t still remains alive as we move towards the second half of the year.  Whether it makes it to the end of 2015 is another matter.  Then again, people have been predicting the end of TNA (myself included) since about half way through their first weekly PPV and they’re still going.  Maybe a half-hearted feud with Jeff Jarrett his Harlem Global Force Trotters will be the thing that saves TNA.  Who knows?  At this point they’ve really just got to roll as many dice as they can and hope that something changes from the last decade, cause THIS TIME it really feels like time is running out.  God speed TNA, God speed.

Fat is Cool – The Rise of Kevin Owens.

If you asked Vince McMahon to draw the worst possible example of a WWE Superstar he could imagine, he’d draw Kevin Owens.  Fat, bearded, smug, CANADIAN, Indy darling.  That’s easily five of Vince’s top ten most hated things a human can be.  To say the rise and success of Kevin Owens has been a surprise, would be like saying Donald Trump celebrating Cinco de Mayo by NOT calling everyone a rapist is somewhat unexpected.

I don’t know how HHH convinced Vince to give Owens a spot in NXT, let alone a spot on the main roster against John Cena (and pinning him clean for fucks sake) but he did.  I guess if HHH could convince himself that Chyna was a hot woman back in the day, he can do anything.  And good for him because with the rise of Kevin Owens on the main roster we’ve seen the best of him, the best of John Cena and a little glimmer of hope to all us fatties that one day we two could be main eventing in WWE.

John Cena most certainly doesn’t suck.

Yeah, you heard right – John Cena doesn’t suck.  You can keep doing your worn out chant and acting like the cool kid in school picking on the nerd who’s popular with all the hot girls, but you’re wrong.  In 2015 John Cena has done to more to put over young talent on TV than any other top star in his position has in history.  Seriously, this US Title open challenge has seen Cena reimagined (copyright wanky Hollywood producers) as a guy who puts on incredible matches, makes the young guy look like a million bucks in the process, and helps the long and usually unsuccessful attempt at creating a new star.

Ok, he’s not perfect.  His overall character is still neon, annoying and more sickly sweet than a vat of sucrose.  But you can’t deny that in 2015, John Cena is doing everything in his power to help some of the new talent come up and be established as stars.  You can’t blame him if Vince’s books him to win all the time and some of his recent feuds haven’t exactly done the other guy much good in the long run (Wyatt and Rusev spring to mind).  But on the flip side are Owens and Cesaro – two guys who in the space of a few matches have the opportunity (thanks to working with Cena) to become true top guys.

You can argue if they will or they won’t and the road blocks in their way (Vince) all you want, but the fact remains Cena is putting these guys over (which doesn’t just mean being pinned by them – there’s more to putting someone over than that).  He’s at least helping to put them into the position to see if they can be true top guys.  I’d expect to see Cena keep doing that for the rest of the year, to keep putting on match of the year candidates, and to keep proving to short sighted and moronic fans that John Cena most certainly doesn’t suck.

So there you have it, a few things I’ve learnt so far in 2015 when it comes to pro-wrestling.  Here’s hoping the next six months provide as many good matches, break out stars, fun moments and MORE BROCK, as the first six months of the year did.

As for me?  I’m going back to work on getting my upgrade to type 1 diabetes (I’m kidding – I’m actually kicking this things ass with medication and lifestyle changes), getting hold of Batman: Arkham Knight, and continuing my dominance at the top of the UFC prediction league on the MFX forums.

Speaking of which, you can come join the forums by clicking on the ‘community’ link on the site here.  There’s tons of great people, topics, games and other forum based fun for you to waste these precious, fleeting moments we have on planet earth.

There’s also other blogs here (much more informative and less self-hating than mine) which you guys are all encouraged to read and indeed write.  We’ve got an open door policy here, you want to write something?  Cool, email us the details (mfx.show@gmail.com) and we’ll get you all set up.

And I can’t round out my shameless plugs without encouraging you all to check out the latest MFX Podcast.  Yes, it’s more entertaining than all the ones I buried earlier, plus it’s guaranteed to make you laugh.  Either thanks to Sir Ian Trumps and my incredibly entertaining banter, or by the notion that we thought anyone would actually be entertained by our clueless rambling.  So check out the new show, check out the old shows and bring a bit of MFX goodness into your life.

As always, thanks for reading and if you want to leave some comments below, go for it!

Until next time…

Peace

Duckman

MFX Ramblings, More Than A-Peeling

Keep the Dream Alive

Sometimes, shitty things happen. Things that come like a bolt from the blue. June 11th 2015 was one of those days. Dusty Rhodes passed away. It’s an emotional time, but all of us need to keep the Dream alive.

It’s funny. Very few of us ever speak to, let alone know, wrestlers. When we do it’s a polite “hey man, I’m a huge fan. Can I get an autograph or a picture?” So why when one of them sadly passes away, like the Dream, does it affect so many people?

I messaged Duckman last night about doing a “tribute” post of sorts to Dusty, but I couldn’t do it then.

At 32 years old, I was virtually in pieces when I heard about Dusty’s death. A grown man crying about the death of someone he didn’t even know, and judging by the outpouring of grief on Twitter/Facebook/the media, I wasn’t the only one. I’ll bet that every single one of us has done at least one Dusty Rhodes impression with tears in our eyes over the last day or so.

You’ll read plenty of tributes to Dusty over the next few days, so this won’t be a blow-by-blow “Dusty’s greatest matches were….” or “Dusty’s greatest promo’s were…”. Google those, or search for them on the WWE Network.

To me, there’s not an adjective that accurately describes just how incredible Dusty Rhodes was.

His WWF theme talked about him being “a common man”. Dusty Rhodes was anything BUT a common man. He was an outstanding performer with a shit-ton of charisma and a kick-ass attitude. It takes an extraordinary man to leave the legacy that Dusty has for the wrestling business.

People cared about Dusty, and were drawn to him, because they believed he was one of them. They could go to a wrestling show and live vicariously through Dusty because they saw themselves in him. Think Stone Cold Steve Austin before Stone Cold Steve Austin.

When Rhodes was at his peak, the territories were still doing a HUGE amount of business. OK, so Dusty wasn’t a WWWF, or even really a WWF, guy. But Dusty was in there with the greats of the NWA – Ric Flair, Arn Anderson, Tully Blanchard, the Von Erichs and countless others. All TRUE legends, icons, superstars of wrestling. Well, that was before Vince McMahon decided to label anyone in a pair of tights at the gym a “superstar”.

The match quality was outstanding, the promos were out of this world and people believed Rhodes was genuine. They hung on his every word. Whether his interviews were pre-taped, or live in an arena, Dusty Rhodes had “it”. He got “it”. He understood every nook, cranny and facet of the wrestling business, and how to get the best reaction out of every situation.

All you have to do is read/watch what his colleagues said about him before, and after, his passing. He influenced so many people, and was such a gracious man to boot, that while he may be gone, his legacy will never die.

Before CM Punk was even a twinkle in Punk Snr’s eye, Dusty Rhodes was dropping pipebombs for fun. Dusty did it before pipebombs were “cool”.

The epic “Hard Times” promo. Rhodes in his pomp. He’s spell-binding. Captivating. Entrancing. Just majestic. It’s pure gold. Everything a wrestling promo should be – based in reality, drawing on pure emotion. People WANTED Dusty to win, and they WANTED Flair to lose. They weren’t indifferent. They cared about both guys, and it felt authentic.

It tells you everything you need to know about the world when you consider that that promo is almost 30 years old, yet it’s still as relevant today.

“I might not look like the athlete of today. My belly’s just a little too big. My heiney’s just a little too big. But I’m bad brother, and they know… I’m bad”

Simple stuff. But the key, the key was in the execution. The cadence. His tone. Everything about the way that interview was recorded and especially the content – drawing on REAL things happening to REAL people – put Rhodes SO far ahead of the pack that it was untrue. And very few people – if any – have got to that level since.

Dusty’s legacy in the business isn’t just down to two of his kids – Dustin and Cody – but it’s also down to the wrestlers he’s helped to develop – whether that be in TNA or down in NXT. He called them “his” kids. Like a big ol’ Papa Bear taking care of the young ones before they go out on their own.

Everyone who’s gone through the doors of NXT will be a richer man/woman for having spent just a little time with the Dream. His knowledge and expertise were second-to-none, and if they weren’t picking his brain whenever they could, they missed out.

Dusty Rhodes was a remarkable man. Whenever you think about him, you think of that dazzling smile. Every time you watched him, it looked like he was having an absolute fucking ball. He loved the wrestling business. And the wrestling business loved him.

The only way for the wrestling industry – fans, staff, wrestlers, executives etc – to pay even a small tribute to Dusty would be to use what he left behind to shape the future. It’s OUR responsibility to keep the Dream alive.

RIP Dusty

Podcasts

MFX122 – Strippers, Star Wars and a Boy with a Bindle

After a couple of weeks off the lads are back with another cracking show to tickle your funny bone until you squirt.  Join your heroes Duckman and Sir Ian Trumps as they traverse the week in this weird world we live in.  On the show this week…

Duckman goes down south to the big gay family wedding, gets ridiculously drunk and makes an ass of himself.  Sir Ian hits the Star Wars exhibit at Madame Tussauds, visits some strippers and gets roaringly drunk.  A couple of fun stories of what happens when the lads are let loose in public.

The lads talk the FIFA corruption arrests and find out while their recording that Sepp Blatter resigned.

There’s movie reviews with San Andreas and Mad Max: Fury Road given the MFX treatment.

Plenty of wrestling talk this week with ROH/TNA chat, Sir Ian enjoys NXT and the lads mark out over Kevin Owens and discuss the future of WWE, the changes in their recruitment and why some characters will be permanently stuck in the mid-card.

The show wraps up with another hard fought Try Hard Ruler of the Week Award – a really fun contest this week with some very strange stories.

As always, thanks for listening and be sure to get involved with the show through all the usual channels.  Share the hell out of us on social media, tell your friends about us – spread the word of MFX!!

Podcasts

MFX120 – Lube or No Lube?

Settle down, buckle up and get ready for the ride of your life!  MFX is back for another week and this is one of the most fun shows we’ve ever done.  Seriously.  Join your heroes Duckman and Sir Ian Trumps as they traverse the week in this weird world we live in.  On the show this week…

The lads preview Mayweather vs. Pacquiao, give their predictions for the fight and also talk all things boxing and how fighters cope when their career is over.  They talk the recent controversy with former UFC Light Heavyweight Champion Jon Jones and the slippery slope that sporting celebrities can quickly go down.

There’s UK General Election chat, but don’t worry it’s not boring or preachy.  Sir Ian reviews Ed Milliband’s interview with Russell Brand and Duckman discovers a UKIP candidate with a second career in porn.

The lads talk superhero movies, reboots, marketing in blockbuster films and why neither of them can care about Superman…unless he’s fighting Batman.

There’s wrestling chat, with a quick review of Extreme Rules and the lads discuss the news that Billy Corgan is the new head of TNA creative.

There’s also the single greatest edition of the Try Hard Ruler of the Week in history – with cops, lube, guns, beer, bombs, prom and wanted posters.  Plus some of the dumbest humans on the planet.  This is SO much fun this week.

As always, thanks for listening and be sure to get involved with the show through all the usual channels.

Black Death's Wrestlefest, MFX Ramblings

The First Thing That You Hear!

Hey Hey Hey…I would like to welcome all you readers out there to the first entry…post…the flushing of the random things that are stuck in my head.  Full disclosure my head is not a pretty place, so I may want to apologize in advance, some of my thoughts is not going to be, what’s the word?  Ah – sane!  Yep, I’m just little bit crazy. Hey what life without a little insanity? Lord knows I hear it all day at work.

Also I would to say this post is a little short. It’s taken me longer to write it than I thought. Plus it’s been while since I’ve actually written something this long , so I am a little rusty. But bear with me. I am going to get my groove back and the words are going to leap off the page or I will kill you all with boredom.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself.  The name’s Blackdeath, not my real name (obviously), just the name that I am known on the inter-web.  You can all call me BD for short. This is Black Death’s Wrestlefest. Where I will be talking about all things wrestling.  From music to movies to wrestlers.  If it’s got wrestling in it, I am going to say something about it.

I have a unique take on wrestling, and I want to  share that with the world. That is the reason I decided to do this blog.  You ask, “Why should we listen to you Blackdeath?”  Well dear reader I have the answer for that: I was a pro wrestler back in the day.  I got paid and everything, it’s true.

I spent  6 years on the Indy wrestling scene wrestling in the South West of the US: Arizona, California and Mexico.  So expect in a future post for me to throw in a tale from the Indy days. I’ve got a few stories that I collected over the years.  I’ve done some wild things back in the day and I’ve seen some wild thing happen…trust me on that.

But like I was saying, this going to place where I am going to talk about all things wrestling.  Now the problem is it’s not going to be something that has any structure to it.  Meaning I don’t know what I am going to be talking about from week to week . It’s not going to be on a regular schedule also.  I work a full time job, dawn to dusk.  It’s hard to find time to sit down and write the the crazy thoughts I have in my head.

But rest assured I will do my best to covey to you, my dear reader, my  disturbed thoughts the best I can and I hope you all will enjoy the things I have to say.  Also I want to give you one more truth about myself: I am not much of a writer. I can talk better than I write, but hey I am going to give it a good shot and I hope you all enjoy.

OK, now that is out of the way, let’s get started.  This post is going to be about the music of wrestling.  What do I mean “Music of Wrestling?”  One of the first things that you hear when a wrestler comes out to the ring is the entrance music.  It’s part of selling who the person is, it’s that first impression that you as a fan hears and it can tell you so much about the guy or girl that coming down to the ring to entertain us in that ring.

A great entrance theme can make a wrestler.  An awful one can just ruin a wrestler or wrestlers before they even get started. I had a thought a while back, while I listen to my Smart phone, I got a Samsung Galaxy S4.  Nice huh?  You might not be a gold  digger, but you an’t messing with a broke negro here!

Anyway, I like to listen to music on my way to work and from work, well pretty much when I am out and about rolling down the street…and when I say roll, I mean ROLL.  I am in a wheelchair at the moment, due to losing my foot a few years back.  It’s a long story and I will not bore you all with the details at this moment. Maybe one day I will talk it in length. But not at this moment.  Now where was I…

Oh Yeah.  One day as I was listening to the music, I thought, what are my favourite wrestling themes of all time?  I started to mentally go through them, and then I thought hey why don’t I share my thoughts on this with this new blog I got?  See I am such a generous fella and oh one quick shout out to the MFX Podcast, love you guys.  If you’re not listening to the MFX podcast…for shame.  But if you’re here reading my blog then you must have listened to the podcast…so I am going to give you the benefit of the doubt and say you are smart people. 🙂

So now I going to give you my  favourite wrestling entrance themes.  Now these are not in order.  They’re not what some might consider the best of all time, just the ones that I enjoy the most and the reason why I like them so much.  So sit back and enjoy!

Let’s start with a classic:

  • Real American – Hulk Hogan.

Yeah I wanted to get it out of the way early.  I grew up in the eighties and if you watch the WWF ( in the 80’s it was the WWF , I am not getting the F out when I talk about 80’s wrestling, so expect me to call it the WWF when and if I talk about the 80’s and 90’s wrestling in future editions) you were more than likely a Hulkamaniac and I was one.

This song just was perfect song for the Hulkster.  It told you all you needed to know about who the guy was coming down to the ring.  He was the hero and you knew in the end he was  going to win. Funny thing about the song it was actually the original theme song for the tag team of Mike Rotundo and Barry Windham.  They were the tag team champions at the time and doing all american gimmick. I remember Hogan had “Ravishing” by Bonnie Rhett as his theme at the time…great song but it just did not fit with the character that he would become. Real American was better fit for him and rest is history. I just love listening to this song.

  • Enough is Enough – Owen Hart.

I miss Owen Hart.  I was a big Owen hart fan.  I just loved to watch an Owen Hart match. He would work any style in the ring from high flyer to ground based wrestling.  He played his role great and I always say if Owen had lived longer, he would have been the WWF World Champion.

I love to listen to this song.  I think it’s that hammer in the background of the song that just does it for me. One of the great memories for me involves this song.  Back in the late 90’s I went to my first Raw with my two best friends Robert and Gearn. They were also fellow wrestlers, Geran being the one that got me into wrestling on the Indy scene.

So we went to our first Raw and we got into arena early and had a chance to walk into an empty arena as it started to fill with fans.  It was just awesome to just be near the ring and on the Tron was Owen’s Enough is Enough playing on a loop.  God it was such a great time and I just loved hearing the song as we walked into our first Raw.  It just brings back great memories when I hear this song, of both Owen and that first Raw show I went too.

  • Burn In My light/Voices – Randy Orton.

What can you say about Randy Orton?  Well, there’s a lot you can say about him. I am not going to say them because this would be one long ass paragraph.  Honestly one of the things I do like about Randy Orton is he’s got some of the best facial expressions around and I love them theme songs.  Both of them.

Burning In My light.  I just like the sound of this song and it did seem to fit what his character was at the time.  Loved the image that song just brings into my mind when it hear it.

Then you’ve got Voices.  Yeah I jam to this song, like they say “it’s my jam dog.”  Just the right type of pitch for me. It’s hard to explain the emotion that comes up when I hear this song.  What can I say every time I hear it, I am inspired and that’s what music is supposed to do.

  • I Came To Play – Miz.  

God I hate the Miz.  Damn I love his theme song. You can see my conflict!  Miz does a great job at being a heel. Makes me want to smack him every time I see him.  But damn his song is awesome.  I am very strange man.  I admit that right now.

  • Jive Soul Brother – Slick.

The Slickster.  The Doctor of Style.  A jive soul bro.  Slick was the first pimp in the WWF.  I love this song.  It caught the character of Slick in one perfect song. Love the beat, you could just groove to this tune. Slick was a great manager, and a great character and this was a great song.

  • It Conquered V2 – The Rock.  

Back in 2003 The Rock had come back from Hollywood.  He had just done The Scorpion King and he was now all Hollywood Rock.  I loved that character. He was just one charming arrogant asshole and his theme song was just rocking (no pun intended).  The reason I love this theme was the extra long opening to the song.  The built up to the song, that slow roll of the melody as it builds and builds and boom the song starts.  I love it!

  • American Bad Ass – Undertaker.  

What can I say?  It’s biker Undertaker. Ride bikes, kicks ass, Big Evil, Red Devil.  Yep, I’m a big Undertaker mark.  He had like what 12 songs throughout his career?  Kid Rock’s American Bad Ass is pretty much my favourite out of them. Ass-kicking biker, what’s not to love.  I am Kid Rock fan also…told you all I was not right in the head. Hey what you going to do?

  • Somebody Call My Momma – Brodus Clay/ Ernest the Cat Miller.

“Funk is on a roll, got to let it go”, come on now, you hear this song you just want to shake your booty. Yeah Brodus was not that good of a worker, The Cat was an underrated worker and was pretty much a comedy act when he was in the WWE. I enjoyed his matches in WCW, but this song is right in my wheelhouse.  Hell if I had two feet, I would be dressing up as a b-boy and dancing to this song!

Ok, I am going to shut it down for this edition at the moment, but the list is far from done. In the future expect more list of my favorite songs and my worst themes songs around . Yep that coming too. So right now I bid all farewell, until I write again. Which I hope is soon…how soon?  I have no clue!

Black Death.

Podcasts

MFX115 – Fifty Shades of Andy Grey

The number one podcast for inappropriate dolphin lovers everywhere is back for another week!  Join your heroes Duckman and Sir Ian Trumps as they traverse the week in this weird world we live in.  On the show this week…

The lads discuss all the fall-out from the epic, “who killed Lucy Beale?” storyline in Eastenders.  They talk Oscar nominations and make a few predictions on who might win.  Plus they lament Madonna’s decision not to allow Grado to use her song for his entrance on TNA TV this week, and write a few new songs for her.

All your emails are answered and once again the lads are lead down a philosophical path about changing your letter for the better and the importance of self-motivation.  Plus a long lost member of the show makes a return to rule on the major controversy than ended last week’s show.

There’s wrestling chat as CM Punk vs. WWE Doctor is covered, plus Samoa Joe leaves TNA and the lads preview Fast Lane…well, they actually just make fun of it.

This week’s weird news stories involve Fifty Shades of Grey and the show is wrapped up with a classic Try Hard Ruler of the Week award!

As always, thanks for listening.  Be sure to get in touch with the show through all the usual channels and shill this show to everyone you know!

Podcasts

MFX106 – Implied Insults and Pale on Pale Violence.

Duckman and Marc Abrigo sit down to talk the best and worst of the week.  As a Filipino Marc HAS to watch every Manny Pacquiao fight.  So the lads discuss Manny’s latest win and whether he’ll ever fight Floyd Mayweather.

There’s talk about convicted rapist footballer Ched Evans, ‘Pick-Up Artist’ Julien Blanc and Bill Cosby.  So it’s a sex offender heavy first hour.  Don’t blame us, that’s what in the news this week.  Don’t worry, things do get a little less serious.

The lads are amused by a Twitter war between WWE’s Sheamus and UFC’s Conor McGregor.  TNA’s new TV deal is discussed, along with WWE and UFC chat.  The lads are baffled that someone wants to marry Charles Manson.  They wrap the show up with Abrigo taking a quiz to find out if he’s the new Jennifer Lawrence.

As always, thanks for listening and be sure to get involved with the show through all the usual channels.

PLAYLIST:

The Stereophonics – A Thousand Trees

Podcasts

MFX102 – Sir Ian and The Orchid of Atlanta.

After six weeks on hiatus Duckman and Sir Ian Trumps are back and better than ever! Hear tales of Sir Ian’s trip to the States including his interactions with the American healthcare system, what happened when he met his Orchid of Atlanta, his advice on stripper etiquette, how he could have been mistaken for a college campus prowler and so much more.

Duckman talks the Scottish Independence referendum and his take on it now the dust has settled. This leads to plenty of discussion on the disappointment of politics. The lads discuss The Fappening and celebrity culture in general, before wrapping up the show with talk of a lady with three breasts and a dirty protest by a disgruntled midget.

So what are you waiting for? Get listening and revel in the majesty that is the return of MFX!

Podcasts

MFX101 – The Difficult 2nd Album Show.

MFX101 is up! Join your heroes Duckman and Sir Ian Trumps as they traverse the week in WWE and TNA. On the show this week…

The lads pay tribute to Robin Williams (another comic hero of MFX gone too soon), they cover your emails, BIG TNA news, including talk about the potential of Spike TV buying a controlling percentage of TNA, and there’s a quick review of IMPACT.

Then it’s the WWE portion of the show, with more on Del Rio, AAA, an in-depth look at Summerslam and a quick review of Monday Night Raw.
This will be our last show for a few weeks, so enjoy, share, celebrate and LOVE MFX101!

We’ll be back as soon as real life calms down for Duckman and Sir Ian. Until then, keep supporting MFX and get in touch with the show through all the usual channels.

Thanks for listening! Oh and BUY SOME MERCH!

PLAYLIST:
Counting Crows – Mr Jones.

Podcasts

MFX100 – A Century of Awesome.

That’s right folks, MFX100 is up!! Join your heroes Duckman and Sir Ian Trumps as they celebrate 100 episodes and traverse the week in WWE and TNA. On the show this week…

The lads are in full on party mode, Sir Ian cracks some beers, and Duckman is in his pants again because it’s MFX100! The lads talk Del Rio’s release, WWE Network numbers and all your emails celebrating 100 episodes of MFX.

There’s a historic moment during the IMPACT review – something that hasn’t happened in a long time. There’s also the RAW review to wrap the show up this week.

As always, thanks for listening and be sure to check out or two special skits: ‘The Red (And Yellow) Wedding’ and ‘Race to Russo Mountain.’

Thank you for your support over the last 100 episodes and here’s to 100 more!

PLAYLIST (for Duckman’s brother):
Embrace – One Big Family
Oasis – Acquiesce