Word has come down that a scheduled match at WWE's Summerslam Pay-Per-View featuring the guys from Jackass has been cancelled. That's certainly not a good sign for professional wrestling, is it? When grown men who make their livings stapling things to themselves and defecating in public don't want to sully their good name by associating with the industry of pro wrestling, the future ain't looking too bright. When porn stars won't take free tickets because they don't want to appear low-rent, you're in trouble.

Worse still, another professional wrestling organization has reportedly signed Titans ne'er-do-well Pac-Man Jones. I can't wait for his first "Strip-Club Shootout Match." Better yet, bring in Michael Vick for a dog-collar match. Or how about a battle royal between Pac-Man, Vick, and the entire Cincinatti Bengals team that only ends when Tank Johnson drunkenly drives his SUV through the ring, then gets out and opens fire on the survivors to make sure there were no witnesses? Then when he's done, out of nowhere Barry Bonds repels down into the ring and cleans house with a baseball bat, then his head explodes.

I can't wait.

Labels: Bengals, NFL, Titans, Vick, WWE