Sports Talk with MC

by MC

Vince McMahon “versus” Donald Trump. Wrestlemania 23. The loser gets his head shaved bald.

The stakes cannot get any higher than that.

No, we won’t neccessarily be seeing the Chairman of the WWE and the man who strikes fear into the hearts of contestants on “The Apprentice” officially get into fisticuffs, but we will witness a heated battle between two gladiators who carry the fate of the world’s most famous coiffs upon their massive shoulders- the ECW World Champion Bobby Lashley, and the WWE Intercontinental Champion, Umaga.

In my view, the Trump/McMahon tiff is the ultimate publicity stunt. Everyone pretty much agrees that there is no way that the Donald can lose this match (save for an odd plot twist, this is something which Vinny Mac isn’t so keen on based on how previous storylines have gone), and everyone more or less in concurs that whoever leaves WM 23 with a chrome dome, both Trump and VM would have benefitted from engaging, on air, exposure that should translate into financial pluses somewhere down the line.

The WWE’s impetus for it’s big time stars has always been to not only create outstanding in-ring athletes, but also to create marketable, multimedia, “characters”. Hulk Hogan, and, consequently, John Cena’s, rise to popularity is suggestive of such a trend in sports entertainment as defined by World Wrestling Entertainment. As tiring as this modus operandi can be after a while, it does translate into a consistent source of patronage and, invariably, income, so, in a sense, who can blame the top brass officials of the WWE for remaining steadfast in eschewing “creativity” in the name of a stouter wallet?

So, if you have nothing better to do come early April, swing by your nearest pay-per-view provider’s office and tell them you want to purchase Wrestlemania 23, if not for the intense title matches between Batista and The Undertaker, and John Cena and HBK, to merely be witness to the Vince/Donald fiasco. In in the event that you would rather witness a billionaire go bald rather than specifically see men in tights beat the heck out of each other, in the event that you’d rather be ABSOLUTELY cartoony instead of having even a sliver of appreciation for athletic ability, or true resilience, go for Trump/McMahon.

It’s the “Don” of Sports Entertainment, pitted against the “The Donald”.

Could anything be more ridiculously enjoyable?

I think not. =)