FourFifty
12-05-2006, 12:29 AM
I don't know what it is about this time of the night on Mondays. Deep down inside I know part of me is going to be thinking "why did I even bother?" I know my post last week after Raw was a little bit on the pissed off side, but all of that is gone now. I'm hopeful to see some great wrestling, good story lines, and a show that I've been watching all my life get better with time. Yea, I know I'm pretty hopeful as I think about some of the better moments I've seen. Austin hitting the stunner on Triple H, The New Age Outlaws playing their weekly sing-a-long game, hearing Goldust cut a promo, watching an up and coming wrestler named Rocky Maiva get in the ring, watching Bret Hart put someone in the sharpshooter... Every week I'm so hopeful, just to watch my hopes get dashed. I know how it goes. Every week it's the same. I watch the same rehashed crap, but hey, it can't get much worse, right? So I'll watch again next week with the same hope in my heart.
So I'm going to fix myself a drink or two, and enjoy a show that I'm going to hate later on, and hope for the best.
So I'm going to fix myself a drink or two, and enjoy a show that I'm going to hate later on, and hope for the best.