Gonna level with you guys, this one is late mostly (mostly) because this show wasn't very exciting. There was plenty of SAnitY stuff, but otherwise, it's kind of a dead episode.
We started with SAnitY, that is, Wolfe and Damo, er, Dane, taking on the Bollywood Boyz. This one was straight squash, and all Killian Damo, at that. Seriously, Wolfe never even got into the ring. A nice combination of a senton into a powerbomb into an elbow drop set up the one-winged angel, which DainMo calls the "Ulster Plantation," which is just terrible. Match Rating: Can't Stop Calling Him Damo, Won't Stop Calling Him Damo. Afterwards, SAnitY gets the mic. Cross still wants Asuka, and Young still wants Dillinger - to join SAnitY? Let it go, man, he's just not that into you.
Next up is Liv Morgan v. Billie Kay, and we get to see how much of an aberration Liv's match with Ember Moon was. To start with, Nigel McGuinness - oh yeah, we've got Nigel joining us this week. Nigel ain't bad, but it's clearly going to take him a little time to settle into NXT, and he's working against the memory of Corey Graves, so. So. Anyhoo, Nigel says the Aussie Mean Girl Squad has been getting a lot of "heat" lately, and something tells me he may be getting some "heat" backstage for that. He also says that the crowd has been "trying to get behind Liv," and man, ain't that the truth. No success, so far, though. Eventually, Peyton Royce gets up on the apron, and Billie Kay crashes into her, allowing Liv to score a win with a roll-up. Match Rating: This Was, Uh, Not Great.
Meanwhile, Tye Dillinger is backstage, and he absolutely will not shut up about being in the Royal Rumble. We get it, already! Eric Young feels my pain, so SAnitY jumps Dillinger from behind. They all go out to the ring, and for just a second it looks like Dillinger's getting the better of them, and then SAnitY proceeds to mess him up, hardcore. Before long, though, he gets saved by the unlikely combo of No Way Jose and Roderick Strong.
I'm momentarily terrified that they're going to give Strong a mic, but I luck out when we cut to GM Regal's office. He's got a quick announcement for next week's show, where we'll get to see Tyler Bate defend the UK belt against Trent Seven, and it's starting to look like my wife was right about it becoming a secondary title. Regal barely gets that out before the AMGS bust in and demand another match with Liv (really?). Regal agrees to a tag match next week, where Liv gets to name a partner of her choice. I sure hope it's Aliyah!
Please note, if you are new here, I do NOT hope that it is Aliyah.
We also get an update letting us know that Nakamura's knee injury won't need surgery, which is great news because it's a fake injury, and they really shouldn't cut dudes up for that.
Although, man, what a commitment to selling the angle.
Next up, the Revival take on the team of Otis and Knight, who now apparently call themselves Heavy Machinery. Everybody's already beaten me to the WCW Saturday Night jokes here, so instead I'll just say that I actually really liked these guys as a team, and I'm glad to see them going forward. Not too far forward, though, because the Revival don't really give them much of a chance here. They sell for some of the big power offense, but the story ultimately winds up being that the Revival run circles around these two, eventually letting Dawson slap a DDT on Knight for the three. Match Rating: Not Bad, In All Honesty. Afterwards, the Revival call out the Authors of Pain, demanding a match in Orlando. The AoP actually show up, though, so the Revival quickly beat a hasty retreat. As the AoP revel in their dominance, however, the Revival run back out to jump them from behind! After getting in some quick shots, the Revival take off again, and hey, it looks like we might be getting a three-way tag match in Orlando.
Bobby Roode's out next to run his mouth, and again, I must be clear. I think Bobby Roode isn't a very good wrestler. No, I'm sorry, I can be clearer than that. Bobby Roode is shit. There we go. But on the mic? Yeah, I like him alright on the mic, especially when he cuts a full-bore 1996 Shane Douglas promo like he does right here. He even gets the laugh in! The upshot of it is that, we used to say that "We Are NXT," but this is Bobby Roode's NXT, now.
If Francine had accidentally walked into the building during that promo, I wouldn't have been surprised. We should totally get Roode enough accoutrements to distract me from how bad he is in the ring.
That brings us to the main event, and we've got a six-man tag inspired by the events of earlier in the night. SAnitY takes on Dillinger, NWJ, and Strong. You know, between Strong and NWJ, you have exactly one very good wrestler. Seriously, Strong has great in-ring ability but is literally the most boring human being I've ever seen on television, and NWJ is exciting and fun, but kind of sucks out loud once the bell rings. Anyhoo, SAnitY actually gets jumped this time, as they're trying to make their way to the ring. Wolfe gets worked over for a while, but he manages to tag out to Young. Young also finds himself in trouble for a minute, but he's able to bulldoze Strong into SAnitY's corner, and they take control from there. Eventually, Strong fights out of the corner and makes the Hot Tag to Dillinger. He's a house afire, right up until Big Damo kills him dead. He's able to hit a back suplex, eventually, and then makes another, even Hotter Tag to Strong, who is a house much more substantially afire. He nails a backbreaker (finally!), followed by a dropkick and a running knee to the corner. Things really start to break down here, and everybody starts to get involved. Including Nikki Cross, who makes her presence known by 'ranaing Dillinger right out of the ring. Without any backup, Strong's easy pickings, and Damo nails a splash that lays him out for a quick pin by Young. Match Rating: Can't Stop, Won't Stop.
That's it. Not terrible, by any stretch, but definitely light. Let's hope for a little bit better show next week.
The tournament for a meaningless title shot which would usually be handed out lilke candy is a horrible idea for a PPV. They've announced all of two non-tourney matches. Way to take advantage of the roster depth, guys.