Yesterday, I said I’d give WWE another try.
I get why people enjoy this.
I, too, would love barking when the Brothers Bron march to the ring to help Seth Rollins win the Money in the Bank briefcase. Who doesn’t like barking?
Especially when Bron is doing shit like this:
Bron Breakker with an INSANE spear.#MITB
— Wrestle Ops (@WrestleOps) June 8, 2025
You have my attention.
Let’s get into The Good, The Bad and The Ugly from Money in the Bank 2025:
The Good
World’s Collide
I know this technically was an NXT/AAA show that had nothing to do with WWE Money in the Bank—but this show had the best wrestling in a WWE-related ring in at least over a year.
Give Gable MITB tonight.
Chad Gable vs Vikingo
🎶 : ORCHESTRATË – Yeat pic.twitter.com/QOFqokRc3A
— ★ (@shhikai) June 7, 2025
I liked Becky Lynch vs. Lyra, I guess.
It was fine.
Dom vs. Octagon Jr was cool.
But athleticism was next level earlier in the day as the hoopers came to show out.
Lot of guys wrestling like they weren’t trying to go back to Mexico.
You can’t watch John Cena, Logan Paul, Cody Rhodes and Jey Uso have a 23-minute match that felt like it was just looping the same slow-motion gif over and over and not get excited about Mr. Iguana.
I HAVE SEEN ENOUGH
MR IGUANA IS HIM
LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOO
#WorldsCollide pic.twitter.com/hyJKXMqEPN
— FADE (@FadeAwayMedia) June 7, 2025
Chad Gable will probably get in trouble for wrestling too well. Expect to see him in some rest holds on Raw.
The Bad
Commentary Sucks
I almost turned the show off during the Men’s Money in the Bank match.
I could not believe how often those motherfuckers kept repeating the name “El Grande Americano” over and over.
Pat McAfee is awful.
Michael Cole is washed. Wade Barrett is dogshit.
So many times during a match, Michael Cole would make a statement, followed by McAfee and/or Barrett just repeating exactly what Cole just said. Verbatim. They did this all night.
Neither of these 3 men were capable of introducing an original thought and having an actual conversation. It was repeating El Grande Americano’s name nonstop or trying to convince me how important Logan Paul was.
I miss the good ol’ days of Michael Cole and Taz increasing animosity towards each other as a night of SmackDown progressed because Taz gets cranky and Cole is a nerd and an easy target to release frustrations on.
Now it’s the Pat McAfee podcast, and that shit sucks.
Sponsors
Over the weekend, I read that WWE is considering putting sponsorship logos on the wrestlers.
Essentially, anything visible on screen to the audience will be loaded with advertisements.
So I shouldn’t have been as caught off guard when I saw Chad Gable plotting in front of the Fireball-sponsored ladder.
Maybe I was shocked to see a company that doesn’t even let their wrestlers bleed—clearly focused on attracting younger fans—make their big Money in the Bank ladder match about drinking cinnamon-flavored alcohol.
How is capitalism not evil?
Courting the attention of children to sell them sweet, tasty alcohol in the biggest match of the night.
AT ONE POINT THE CAMERA EQUIPMENT WAS SPONSORED TOO.
I know fans get mad at Tony Khan for not putting wrestlers like Mariah May or Ricky Starks on TV once he determines he won’t be renewing their contracts—but at least they stay paid until their contracts run out.
And Tony signs these guys to huge salaries.
WWE is making more money than Eli Gemstone after a Sunday service and they still fire wrestlers, in bulk, when they could easily pay their salaries in full until they expire.
I love it, man.
I want the entire TV screen flooded with ads for more ambulance-chasing attorneys, liquors, cheap cell phone services, fucking Israeli propaganda. All of it.
Put the wrestling in the corner of the screen and just run full-sized commercials all night.
Ladder Matches
I reckon you could make the argument this should fall under the “Good” category from the performers’ perspective but these ladder matches looked so safe and so fucking lame.
At one point, the women piled ladders on top of Rhea Ripley, just casually tossing LADDERS on top of a human body. Rhea didn’t even wince.
Growing up, these maniacs used to, ya know, use actual ladders and hurt each other.
That’s the point of these stipulations. They’re supposed to be more dangerous and brutal than regular singles pinfall matches or else why even do them?
Okay, fine, you don’t want a Joey Mercury nose explosion situation.
Fine.
But no one even falls off the tops of the ladders anymore either.
Whenever a wrestler was climbing for the briefcase and another wrestler came to knock them off, the one climbing would quickly climb down to the lowest rung to avoid any possibility of something cool, exciting or interesting happening.
This is WWE now.
At one point, Stephanie Vaquer had a woman on her shoulders as she climbed the ladder. I thought she was about to climb to the top with a woman on her back and then fall, crashing both of them in one devastating move.
Vaquer climbed down the ladder and let her go.
Anytime you think something new or innovative or exciting would happen, the wrestler on the potential receiving end of that move would reverse it and squirm away, leading to a night full of fakeouts.
In comparison, here’s Shotzi wrestling in the indies on Saturday night:
SHOTZI EATS SHIT@ShotziWWE #GCWToSX pic.twitter.com/6K2vi4hrth
— Tripping Balls (@IsThisWrestling) June 7, 2025
After @GCWrestling_ TOS pic.twitter.com/iIQUIz3rXR
— Shotzi (@ShotziWWE) June 8, 2025
Long live the real Sickos.
The Ugly
The Internet
Social media, across the board, has become unusable.
Well, unusable if you care about your mental health and don’t want to scroll past conspiracy theorists, assholes and attention seeking trolls—who all copy and paste the same, loud, contrarian nonsense to either feel smarter, like, they know how the world really works and we’re all just idiots—OR—they just want notifications on their phones because their lives have nothing else that brings them as much pleasure as receiving notifications—even if it means everyone’s in their mentions screaming at them.
THIS WAS ONE OF THE GREATEST MOMENTS IN HISTORY
WE ALL GOT WORKED
R TRUTH IS BACK IN WWE
🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨#MITB pic.twitter.com/gfXRYzmPf8
— FADE (@FadeAwayMedia) June 8, 2025
A couple weeks ago, R-Truth was fired.
Both fans and WWE employees were shocked and upset—leading to “We Want Truth” chants on every show—including during Money in the Bank.
R-Truth returned to cost John Cena a meaningless tag team match.
Obviously, WWE saw the reactions to the Truth firing and called him back to appear at the end of this PPV but we live in a world where it’s cool to act as if all reporters are liars—so dorks flooded Al Gore’s internet to mock all the insiders who reported on Truth’s firing to claim that Triple H—the 3D mastermind—had actually tricked all of us and this was all a grand scheme to get over a 53-year joke act who exists exclusively to pretend to be an idiot in random backstage segments.
WWE activated the worst people on the internet.
Just when I try to give this company another chance, they empower the incels.
Triple H, we will be slapboxing in hell someday.
Thanks for reading.
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