WWE Raw Preview – November 30, 2015

Spoiler Alert! The following things will happen tonight:

  • Sheamus will continue to try to annoy the crowd into cheering for Roman Reigns. Great idea, Mr. McMahon. It’s sure to work out in the long run.
  • Michael Cole will continue to insult our intelligence. I know he doesn’t want to, but he knows it’s his job. No Paige! Don’t put her on the table for a submission move! Oh the humanity!
  • Alberto Del Rio will continue to drag his feet through a terrible nonsense storyline where we’re supposed to jeer cultures coming together as if it’s a bad thing. How much money is Vince contributing to Trump’s campaign, by the way? Not that that’s any of our business.
  • It’s not all bad news, though. The women will be given a chance to shine in at least one decent match. They’ll still be called ‘Divas’, though, and their storylines will still be half assed… What did you expect, really?
  • This all brings us to The New Day. The only guys who ‘seem’ like they get full control of what they do week in and week out. They’ll bring it, and we’ll love it, and we’ll boo them, and we’ll cheer them. Regardless, it’ll be super entertaining. The way wrestling is meant to be.

Alas, The New Day isn’t enough for me, though. I just can’t do it tonight. I woke up this morning with a sense of dread that Raw was on tonight and my plans were set: in front of the TV with Twitter on my laptop, ready to snark it up. Honestly, though, I prefer to praise what’s going on and get excited about the things that are happening. It’s just few and far between, and every so often I just need a break, as evidenced in my Facebook conversation with Derek:

There’s a growing frustration with WWE lately. It’s nothing new. I’ve been here before. You’ve probably been there before. I’ll come back and watch live again – likely next week. And I’ll be cautiously optimistic about it.

Joshua Schlag

For most of the last 30+ years of my life, I've been watching WWE. As a kid, Monday Night Raw hooked me from the start. From Bret Hart and Razor Ramon, to Stone Cold Steve Austin and The Rock, to CM Punk and Daniel Bryan.. I've witnessed the ups and downs and I'm proud to have enjoyed pro wrestling through the years.

Though I now watch in a much different fashion than I did when I was a kid (finding out Vince McMahon was the owner and Jack Tunney no more than a figurehead was like finding out Santa Claus did not exist), I feel like I have a much greater appreciation for the hard work pro wrestlers do and the things they sacrifice to entertain us.

It's still real to me, dammit!