Dragon Con 2000, Atlanta, GA (event review and photos by Frank Mullen).

Bladejob bites the hand that feeds it and watches the blood flow with a look at vampires and wrestling. Not what you’d expect. And more effusive praise for Steve Corino. Some would call it bad timing…

The Sandman is a liability for ECW and he should be cut loose, says Bladejob. Avert your eyes from the naked drunk wrestlers in the ring, please. Trauma of the highest degree when ECW comes to Pensacola.

When I see Justin Credible, I don’t think “eyebrows better suited for that creepy gossip writer on E! Gossip Show.” What were they thinking? I realize that they are trying to avoid the Ziggy Stardust glam stigma of no eyebrows at all, but these eye-mustaches are ridiculous.

But Awesome put on a great match without relying on splintering wood for their shock-value cheers. That is a mark of a true champion in ECW, when they can impress the increasingly blood-thirsty Mongol hordes with a match NOT involving blood, tables, or violence against women.

Matthew Damascus takes a break from normal continuity to discuss a ho-hum Wrestlemania 2000.

And I’m straying from my original point, which is simply that, there are sites out there that have graphic depictions of ‘a lucky fan’ having a saucy/randy/raunchy threesome (preceded or followed by meaningful conversation and cuddling, mind you) with the Boyz that would make any tried-and-true indie wrestling fan faint dead away…

Ditch this gimmick like the plague. It’s fucking bad, trailer park, crazy uncle, kind of shit. The snot rag doesn’t make sense. The gesture in itself is not particularly vile or sinister, it’s more bizarre like that kid who ate paste and boogers in second grade. AND RAVEN IS NO PASTE EATER!