Post by Kyle Shane on May 13, 2018 20:28:00 GMT -5
This week's installment of "Kyle Shane in the future with an AI head" has been preempted, please enjoy this episode of everyone's favorite serial, "As The World Turns."
"Gosh, Professor, Paul Frost has been booked in a tag match with his Tag Team Championship partner Kyle Shane against his own teammates in Extinction! Whatever is he going to do?"
"Hohoho, Johnny. Never fear. For when Paul Frost's back is against the wall he'll pull out his greatest weapon; an easily predictable and cheap betrayal!"
Cue rising organ score and credits.
On most weeks I would see this as my cue. I knew full well what I was walking in to when Paul and I each grabbed a half of the belts. For his part, Paul has been content to sulk ever since Wrestlewars, mister bombastic GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD has gone radio-silent. Hasn't taken the time out to give boring sermons or cut and copy out sections of the Bible to paste in him. Hasn't even trotted out Ryan Dusk to try and convince us all he likes cutting people and drinking their blood. Normally, I'd be relieved. Normally, I'd be happy that we got refrain from that. But the fact that Frost and Extinction both shut up at the same time, and yet Frost was quick to dish out a Frost Bite to me after I put in the work of beating Dustin Holt and Luke Riggs alerted me to what was coming. And honestly, this is not sustainable. The WGWF Tag Division really did deserve better than to be dug up from it's grave and reignited in this horrible Frankenstein mishmash. It's only markedly a little better than letting Extinction walk around with the belts and call themselves the champions. In all honesty, having the Tag titles revived seemed like a worthwhile goal because of what I had done with the Tag belts before. But in reflection, partnering with Silence was not the way to go about it. And partnering with Frost isn't going to get me anywhere but a Frost Bite every single time, like my body stupidly forgets it's muscle memory and walks right into it like a dope that can't learn. And after that, Frost ran right backstage, asked for us to be booked against his boys, and even if we team up and I do almost all of the work to beat those clowns yet again, I'm still in position for a Frost Bite. If not a three on one attack.
Am I spoiling surprises? Am I taking some of the magic away? Am I contributing even more to the lessening of the Tag titles by not putting in the effort I put in even against Holt and Riggs because I know Frost is going to hand me a beating? Well, no. Not in my mind.
See what's lacking from the Tag Titles is a concerted effort by two partners on an equal playing ground of skill. What's keeping the revived Tag division from going into the stratosphere, from on life support to being a must see worthy challenge, is two minds in the same orbit. Around which the tag team world can turn. Paul Frost wasn't it. Silence wasn't it.
So who could that be?
Tune in next time, same time, same channel.
You'll see the effort that I'm talking about then. And it will make the Tag division the best it has ever been.
Peace.
*** (OOC sorry, not happy with this but wanted to get something out.)
"Gosh, Professor, Paul Frost has been booked in a tag match with his Tag Team Championship partner Kyle Shane against his own teammates in Extinction! Whatever is he going to do?"
"Hohoho, Johnny. Never fear. For when Paul Frost's back is against the wall he'll pull out his greatest weapon; an easily predictable and cheap betrayal!"
Cue rising organ score and credits.
On most weeks I would see this as my cue. I knew full well what I was walking in to when Paul and I each grabbed a half of the belts. For his part, Paul has been content to sulk ever since Wrestlewars, mister bombastic GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD has gone radio-silent. Hasn't taken the time out to give boring sermons or cut and copy out sections of the Bible to paste in him. Hasn't even trotted out Ryan Dusk to try and convince us all he likes cutting people and drinking their blood. Normally, I'd be relieved. Normally, I'd be happy that we got refrain from that. But the fact that Frost and Extinction both shut up at the same time, and yet Frost was quick to dish out a Frost Bite to me after I put in the work of beating Dustin Holt and Luke Riggs alerted me to what was coming. And honestly, this is not sustainable. The WGWF Tag Division really did deserve better than to be dug up from it's grave and reignited in this horrible Frankenstein mishmash. It's only markedly a little better than letting Extinction walk around with the belts and call themselves the champions. In all honesty, having the Tag titles revived seemed like a worthwhile goal because of what I had done with the Tag belts before. But in reflection, partnering with Silence was not the way to go about it. And partnering with Frost isn't going to get me anywhere but a Frost Bite every single time, like my body stupidly forgets it's muscle memory and walks right into it like a dope that can't learn. And after that, Frost ran right backstage, asked for us to be booked against his boys, and even if we team up and I do almost all of the work to beat those clowns yet again, I'm still in position for a Frost Bite. If not a three on one attack.
Am I spoiling surprises? Am I taking some of the magic away? Am I contributing even more to the lessening of the Tag titles by not putting in the effort I put in even against Holt and Riggs because I know Frost is going to hand me a beating? Well, no. Not in my mind.
See what's lacking from the Tag Titles is a concerted effort by two partners on an equal playing ground of skill. What's keeping the revived Tag division from going into the stratosphere, from on life support to being a must see worthy challenge, is two minds in the same orbit. Around which the tag team world can turn. Paul Frost wasn't it. Silence wasn't it.
So who could that be?
Tune in next time, same time, same channel.
You'll see the effort that I'm talking about then. And it will make the Tag division the best it has ever been.
Peace.
*** (OOC sorry, not happy with this but wanted to get something out.)