Undoubtedly Fixating On The Wrong Things

I'm halfway through the minimum wordcount for my queerfest fic, and I've just started the middle third, thematically anyway. It's probably the shortest third in terms of length. There's already one paragraph that I know is going to need serious reworking, but so far so good.

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Finally seen some WWE for the first time in ~ 9 months. Um, yeah, no, I think it's the usual rebuild after Wrestlemania, hence not much go forward but my main question is this:

WHY IS DAVID OTUNGA WEARING A CAPE?

No really. Why? Also, I hope one smart mouth face has called him Little Red Riding Hood, or else I shall be very disappointed in them.

Other than that, I wasn't struck by much, other than yay, Kane is masked again and I really need to read up on why Kane and Orton are feuding, even if the coming to the UK promoette that Randy did is mildly terrible. I think he was going for ice cold range, it came over more as mild consternation and much cross-eyed-ness. Never mind, we love you anyway.

I still don't get why it's always D. Bryan and any number of girls.

I am embarrassingly pro-Funkasaurus.

John Cena looks tired. Not 'I had a bad night's sleep' tired, full on 'John, for goodness sake, take a six month break and don't even think about wrestling for the first three months' tired.

The wear and tear of a couple of years looks good on Brock Lesnar, I think he's finally grown into himself. Even his ears.

The Teddy Long bit worked.

I see they've finally stopped trying to get the Big Show over as terrifyingly scary and gone with loveable and cuddly. Which is good.

I should be all over Punk vs Jericho. I am not. This angle reeks of fail.