|Man, I missed this show.|
First, let's talk about that ending. Or non-ending. With the falls tied up, Mack hits a GIANT spalsh off a ladder through Johnny and a table, but the clock runs out between counts 2 and 3 of the ref. Just heartbreaking stuff, and the crowd turns on it IMMEDIATELY.
And then, Dario Cueto emerges from his office, and the mood in the Temple immediately shifts, because we all know what's coming. There are no ties in the Temple! So next week, they start again, sudden death, first pinfall or submission wins. It's the kind of thing that, handled badly, could be bullshit - why did they go for 50 minutes if the actual title will change hands in essentially a regular match? But it's the way they did it that makes it seem spontaneous and real.
The match itself was great, booked beautifully, with lots of in-ring action, a reasonable amount of outside-the-ring stuff, reasonable and appropriate surprise interference, and and some fantastic spots, including Johnny Mundo unwillingly riding a backboard down the stairs of the Temple. Mundo's heel spots were SUPER HEELISH, the crowd was hot, and it was just the most entertaining single hour of wrestling I've watched since, OK, I'll grant you Takeover Chicago, but apart from that, in the past five months.