J.R.’s Superstar of the Week - JBL (from WWE.com)
Greetings from under the custom made, black hat from the state tornadoes love, Oklahoma, as we prepare to head to our last Monday Night Raw prior to Judgment Day. Gosh, that sounds somewhat ominous doesn’t it, this Monday in Detroit – the home of WrestleMania 23. Well, at least I didn’t refer to it as the “Last Supper” but it seems nowadays that WWE TV announcers never quite know for sure when they will last see catering, now do they?
This week’s Raw Superstar of the Week came down to two men, JBL or (drum roll, please) Mike Adamle. Considering that Adamle was able to sit in my chair – a seat he allegedly was hired to occupy sooner than later – for his first match on Raw (which is still WWE’s flagship broadcast for the record) and not get us cancelled was a significant accomplishment. Nonetheless, no one on Raw was more dominating or convincing than former WWE Champion JBL in his physical dissection of the son of the British Bulldog, DH (don’t call me Harry but the Canadian Bulldog is OK) Smith.
So, this week’s Raw Superstar of the Week is John Bradshaw Layfield, the Mamajuana Energy-drinking, boisterous former Texan-turned-New York City-living, self-made millionaire, who will fight John Cena in about a week at Judgment Day in Omaha, Neb. I have seen neither hide nor hair of Cena in a couple of weeks ever since Randy Orton used Cena’s skull as a football and punted John out of Backlash with a “coffin corner-like” kick that had ample hang time.
It doesn’t take a network news anchor to analyze the fact that Monday Night Raw was dominated by the presence of King William Regal who demonstrated his omniscient power on numerous occasions. About the only thing that our beloved General Manager/King doesn’t have under control is his lovely head of hair.
The Mickie James/Glamazon rivalry is right up there with the conflict that apparently exists between Barbara Walters and Star Jones. For the record, I need no visual of Ms. Walters having sex with anyone at this stage of her game as she apparently discusses such in her new book … but I digress. The lumberjacks almost figured out they were supposed to “surround” the ring and it turned out to be an experiment that I would equate to the recent Miley Ray Cyrus photo shoot, as it missed by “that much.”
