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Monday Night Raw Review- First Half January 22, 2018

Happy 25th Anniversary of Raw everyone! I’ve been looking forward to this all day long, and it’s finally here. I’m jealous of everyone on the East Coast for being able to watch the show already, but I’m ready to watch it now! It’s gonna be a great show!

Please let me know what you thought of the show, and what you thought of this review! All types of feedback are welcomed. Thanks for checking this out!

Opening- The McMahons

Well, it wouldn’t be the 25th Anniversary of the show without the family that started it all. I guess it’s only fitting that these patrons come out and open the show.

Vince looks good for his age, from far away anyway. When he got in the ring, and the camera panned to his full face, yikes! His age really shows in his eye bags, and in his nose a little bit, too, if that makes sense.

Stephanie and Shane presented Vince with a commemorative plaque, and in classic Vince fashion, he’s being the cheapskate he’s known to be and being an ass to the crowd.

OH MY GOD STONE COLD’S MUSIC SCARED MEEEE! BUT LOOK IT’S STONE COLD! NOW HE LOOKS GREAT!

This crowd is nuts for Steve Austin! I’m glad they did this in New York because I don’t think any other place would be able to create this kind of atmosphere. Thanks for help make the show great, Brooklyn!

A STUNNER TO SHANE!!! NICE!! I CALLED THAT IN MY HEAD, BUT NICE NICE NICE!!

A beer to celebrate of course, and a weird hug, and old friends have reunited on this anniversary AND A STUNNER TO VINCE TOO OH GOD NICE THAT’S A BIG MOOD! AND ANOTHER STUNNER TO SHANE ALRIGHT! NICE SELL SHANE!

A great start to the show!

8 Woman Tag Match

Ok, I’m getting a little tired of this matchup. This is something we’ve been seeing since Absolution debuted, and they’re always fighting Bayley or Sasha or Mickie James. At least this time they’ve thrown Nia and Asuka and Alicia in the mix, but I’d like to see some other matchups in the women’s division.

I think Absolution is doing okay so far. Of course, by now everyone knows the news about Paige having to retire early due to an injury, which is just terrible. I think Sonya and Mandy are doing alright for themselves, but I think Sonya has a better chance at a career than Mandy does. Sonya has the potential to really climb the rungs of the business, and I feel that Mandy can only get so far, but maybe that’s because we haven’t seen much from her in the ring.

The match doesn’t even start and all the women are brawling. That doesn’t offer much for me, and I’m hoping the match doesn’t end the same way it started; messy and disorienting.

Coming back from commercial, things have calmed down as we see Asuka dominate Mandy. I want to see some defense from Mandy, but we don’t see any as she cowardly crawls back to the corner to tag in Nia. Michael Cole mentions that on the first episode of Raw 25 years ago, there wasn’t a women’s match on the card at all, and I’m glad he mentioned that because that reminds everyone how far the women’s division has come since then.

Sasha is being trapped in hold after hold from Alicia and is trying to get some separation, but Alicia is not letting up, and she’s on fire tonight, but unfortunately, we won’t be able to see it because this match is getting another commercial break.

We see Alicia and Sasha still the legal members in this match, and now everyone has gotten involved on the outside of the ring. Sasha locks in the Bank Statement, and I’m wondering why we had to take a commercial before this?

Asuka is now going after all the women and throwing them over the top rope to show us what she hopes to do Sunday for the Rumble match! I’m very excited for that match, and I hope we see this again from Asuka on Sunday!

The backstage segment shows us that Jonathan Coachman is here, along with a few others, but also THE BOOGEYMAN! The nasty man! He never gave me nightmares as a kid, but I definitely thought he was weird and bought into the gimmick. What a surprise this was!

The Undertaker Returns!

This is a moment people have been waiting for since Wrestlemania, and I personally can’t wait to hear what The Undertake has to say.

We head back to the Manhattan Center for the return of ‘Taker. Here, we have the returning commentary team of JR and Jerry Lawler, and bah gawd JR, Jerry is not a good commentator anymore. He’s gross and inappropriate, and whatever jokes he’s trying to pull aren’t working for anyone. I love hearing JR on NJPW, and it’s great that the company brought him back for this show.

Hey! Howard Finkel is here announcing everyone! I think that’s awesome, and such a throwback. “Holy shit” chants from the crowd are very fitting for this moment right now.

Undertaker talks about first starting out 25 years ago, and brings up all of his past opponents, and he “lays to rest” all of his worthy opponents. It sounds like that was Undertaker’s retirement? But I’m very confused by that, and a little underwhelmed by that segment.

The greatest General Managers in MNR history have joined us on stage, and we see John Laurenitis, William Regal, Eric Bischoff, and Daniel Bryan, which leads us to...

Roman Reigns vs. The Miz for the IC Title

Michael Cole brings up Miz’s automatic rematch clause, and it just makes me mad because Finn never got his automatic rematch, but go off I guess. Whatever.

I’m glad Miz is back. He’s super talented and he’s a great performer. The IC title scene is perfect for him, but I’d like to see him go for the bigger prize one more time.

Reigns immediately attacks Miz and throws him across the ring. Miz looks focused, and Roman looks like he’s out for blood. Miz tries for a top rope move, but Roman clocks him with a right hand. Reigns is doing well with keeping a sharp eye out for Miz and his crew, but it doesn’t last long and Miz takes control with a kick to the face and knee to knock Roman over.

Back from commercial break, and neither superstar is in control. Cole lets us know that Miz had the upper hand, but Roman is quick to take that back and tries to stay focused on Miz. The Miztourage looks to be staying back, but we all know that they’ll get involved somehow.

Roman runs head first into the steel post as Miz rolls out of the way to safety. Miz does seem like he’s actually trying to win the title back instead of cheat his way to victory, and I appreciate that as a change for the Miz. Roman demonstrates his power and slams Miz with a sit up powerbomb, and he lets Miz take a breather as he goes after his crew. I don’t totally understand Roman’s strategy with this because you never let your opponent breathe, but it seemed to work because Roman hit Miz with the Superman Punch, but to no avail, as Miz kicks out at two and a half.

The ref finally ejects Miztourage from ringside, and Roman rolls Miz in a small package, but is met with a kickout, but a distraction to the ref lets Miz hit the Skull-Crushing Finale! Roman kicked out at two, and this false finish got me good because I thought that was it for Roman. I really have to give these guys some credit because I’m buying into this story that they’re telling with this match.

Both superstars are reeling, but Roman went face first into an exposed turnbuckle! I didn’t even know when he took the padding off! Great camera work by the crew! After Reigns hit his head, Miz hits another Skull-Crushing Finale, and the Miz has become the Intercontinental Champion for the eighth time! Congrats to him!

That’ll do it for the first half of the show! I’m pretty pleased so far with the show, but I’m a little underwhelmed by everything. Hopefully, it picks up in the later hours of the show. Stay tuned for the second half!

-Casey

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What A Pair We Make (Reid Garwin)

Anonymous said:

(1) First of all, can I just say that i rlly love ur blog. 💖 Second, please please please, write one about reid? like the oc is the fem version of him but a little bit like blair waldorf? thank you in advance and please keep writing 💖 ur imagines are golden 😊😊😊

(2) HIIII! aww may gawd, u replied 💖 (with a cas gif. I love u too, fam) sorry if it was vague, maybe the story could be they’re in this love/hate relationship but some hoe is trying to flirt with reid and oc gets real jelly? and then blurts out that she loves him??? please??? :3 thank u sm for this. cuz im legit having reid feels & idk how to handle this. 💖💖💖i

(OC’s name: Peyton Morris)

Word Count: 1,289

It was another gloomy day in Ipswich, Massachusetts and just another day at Spencer Academy for one Peyton Morris. She exited her family car rather dispassionately, while genuinely thanking her driver. This has been her daily routine for the past year after her family’s move from Manhattan, New York.

She never got around to asking her parents why they moved but there was a part of her that like the simplicity of Ipswich. Spencer Academy was a different subject, entirely. It almost disappointed her when she discovered it mirrored her old school. Well, the zip codes may be different, but douche-bags are the same wherever you go. Meeting Kira Snider and, subsequently, Aaron Abbott didn’t turn out to be an overall good first impression.

She’d been waiting for class to start when a shadow fell over her desk. She knew then that she definitely wasn’t going to like the person responsible.

“Hi, I’m Kira Snider. You must be new,” a barely contained sneer marred an otherwise average female face.

“Peyton,” a tight smile formed on her own face, unwilling to back down from a would-be instigator.

All eyes were on them. Peyton wasn’t the first to go through this and she doubted she’d be the last. Private school politics were becoming such a pain.

“Ipswich is a long way from Manhattan. What is it that your parents do, by the way?” The mock-interest was clear; so was her intention.

Peyton smiled as she began, “Listen, Snider, um, there are some things,” she nonchalantly regarded Kira, “we need to clear up.” She paused to give some semblance of a chance for the other girl to get a word in. Peyton stood and faced the seemingly self-proclaimed Queen B, “I don’t care if you run this school or think that you do. I don’t care who you are, who your parents are, and I certainly don’t care about what anyone in this school may think of me. What my parents do is our family’s business, no one else’s, least of all, yours.” Kira’s reddened face amused her immensely. A slight smug grin appeared on Peyton’s face. “Furthermore, you’re right, Ipswich is a long way from Manhattan and I hate to break it to you, because I’m pretty sure you have low self-esteem already, that’s like comparing Chihuahuas to grey wolves. And that means whatever you dish out,” Peyton tsked, “I can dish out way worse,” she finished in a stage whisper.

There were hushed snickers that descended upon the classroom.

A boy appeared behind her, sneering, “We could make your life hell.”

“I vacation there. It’s actually quite nice in the summer,” Peyton countered easily.

The teacher chose to walk in then. Her practiced, cold stare visibly unsettled the pair and she watched them walk back to their seats. The rest of her classes were uneventful. Then, she met him. More like heard him.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone execute a takedown as good as the one you pulled on Kira,“ the male voice sounded as giddy as his owner looked. He stuck out his hand, “Reid Garwin.”

One look at him and she knew he was trouble. And that devil-may-care grin didn’t win him any brownie points.

“Peyton Morris,“ she informed as she walked passed him

Reid Garwin was attractive with his blonde hair and blue eyes. She didn’t exactly hate him but they didn’t exactly have a friendship. Reid made Peyton wary. There were so many mixed signals they were sending each other. She’d think there’d be a spark but the next minute, it’s gone, nowhere to be found. And Reid was a player, a flirt, but Peyton wasn’t a saint either. Though she’d never slept with any of her male peers, she was positive Reid had atleast sampled a few their female peers.

In the weeks that followed, there were whispers about the pair. The rumor mill was producing so much salacious gossip, even Provost Higgins had to step in. The provost issued a kind of gag order, one that would be enforced by school officials, and teachers, coaches, etc. The rumors stopped but the otherwise-stable friendship continued.

A year later, this is where they are. She sighs thinking of her attempts at relationships while at the Academy. All very promising young men but she could never get the one she actually wanted out of her mind. It earned her the female equivalent of Reid’s reputation, except hers didn't afford her bragging rights. An arm slung over her shoulders broke her chain of thought. She didn’t have to see who it was but she turned to look anyway.

“I thought I was having a shitty morning but the I saw you," he winked.

She smiled ruefully, “Funny mine continues to be a downhill slide." She shrugged off his arm.

There were people looking, freshmen girls by the look of them. It always made her jealous but he wasn't hers so there was nothing she could do really.

“Don’t you have fresh meat to spoil or something?" She tried to make it sound flippant but lately she’d lost her touch. And it seemed the bastard had almost caught on.

“Nah, 'm not really interested in training when I know someone already knows the tricks,"he barked a laugh, “Hey, Peyton, what's -?"

She power walked to her first class, intent on ignoring Reid for as long as possible. Alas, the universe had it out for her; there was some conspiracy for sure. That's what her mind immediately went to when Peyton Morris saw one of the new class sidling up to the recently shunned blonde-haired, blue-eyed wonder. The freshman wasn’t even trying to hide it; she wanted people to know.

Fuck. Me. Sideways.

She walked up to them just as the freshman laughed at something that was most likely not funny, if the faces of the rest of the group were anything to go buy.

“Hey guys, " Peyton quickly acknowledged the guys before turning to Reid, “Reid, can we talk for a second?"

“Who are you, his girlfriend?” she asked, as if Peyton very existence was a personal affront.

Peyton took a second to collect herself and adopted her best patronizing demeanor. She looked right into the freshman’s eyes, “I’m the one who can and will make you immediately irrelevant.”

She doesn’t have time to hear the younger girl’s response. She’s being carried through campus over Reid’s shoulder. At least he’s got the decency to hold her skirt down. It’s some time until the blonde finds a private enough place, somewhere behind a school building.

“What the hell was that? Back there?” The question came from the deepest part of him, Peyton could tell.

She sighed, “What do you think it was, Reid? You’re smart. It’s part of the reason I-” She’d almost said it, almost let it out into the damn universe.

An incredulous look descended upon his face, “You what? You always act like I’m your worst option. There’s no way in hell. No. Way. You can’t be jealous because you don’t-!”

“You don’t get to tell me that shit! We’re both idiots because we know I’m jealous because I love you, you massive idiot!” She hadn’t intended on getting so impassioned by her declaration; she got louder than anyone had ever heard her and she was out of breath.

For once, Reid was speechless He’d never heard you cuss before either. Peyton realized then what she’d done and only felt mortification. Well, she did until she heard him laugh.

Her head between his hands, he put his forehead against hers. “We’re probably the biggest idiots Spencer Academy has ever seen,” blue eyes sparkled with mischief, “but we'll be each other’s idiots.”

Peyton spoke then, his lips barely a centimeter from hers, “What a fucking pair we make.”

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