TNA Announces Monday Show
In an interview during the Ultimate Fighter 10 season finale in which I counted no fewer than ten “brothers,” (which ones were Larry, Darryl and Darryl?), Hulk Hogan announced that TNA will be starting a new Monday night show on Spike TV, starting on January 4. Alright, where do we start?
This is a company whose current show, Impact, can barely beat WWE’s number three show on its best night. What makes them think they can run head-up against WWE’s long established top show and actually make any sort of dent whatsoever in the ratings? This is putting all of your eggs in the Hogan basket, a basket so old and decrepit it cannot even pull off its finishing manuever anymore.
Hulk Hogan is the undisputed champion of putting himself over, and that’s why this is even taking place. When WCW started Nitro, they were a company on the upswing in the momentum and had a legitimate chance of making some noise against Raw. TNA is a company on the complete opposite end of the spectrum from 1995 WCW. They seem allergic to making money, they have terrible booking, terrible production values, and there is absolutely no sense that with just a few right breaks, they would be the number one wrestling company. That thought seems laughable to any intelligent wrestling fan.
But yet, Hogan marches on, collecting a paycheck from any money mark who’ll give him one. And that is why he is by far the greatest professional wrestler of all time. – Dusty
TNA figured they would stand a better chance against WWE on Jan.4 than going head to head with the BCS game on Jan.7 even though the Rock is expected to host sometime in early January. Amazing that only diehard TNA marks and internet journalists are the only ones who still think Hogan and friends are still matter in 2010. Maybe when they get their asses kicked , TNA will stop with their stupid, imaginary war with WWE. How can you be in a battle if you can even make a real profit without the money marks paying for the new Hulk vanity project?
Nasty Nick had better tell him not to ride that hog in flip flops. (His new fiance, not the moped)