Hello and welcome to the AEW Rampage review I'm Adam Wilborn from WhatCulture joined by

one of the dadly boys Michael Sidjwick from WhatCulture to review everything that happened

on Friday night's episode of Rampage. But before we get into it if you're a fan of this

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building a quiz of course on WrestleCulture. As I said, join by Sidjwick to review AEW

Rampage. I don't know, another fun one hour on a Friday night.

Absolutely, absolutely. Flies by this now. Flies by, it's a nice 7.5 out of 10, which

is situated between an awesome show that I was really hyped for and the dreaded outside.

I got quite a lot out of it. I actively enjoyed watching it. It's possibly not essential,

it's still potentially having too much influence over the big picture quality of AEW's

week in general, but for an hour on a Saturday morning when you wake up early, a really

nice time watching this. And in betting use for you, no Rampage

Rapp returning because no titles changed. Yes, double whammy.

Double whammy. Let's start at the beginning of this show. The show started with Anthony

Bowen's versus John Moxley, another brilliant rap from Max Caster. A little bit of my mouth

here, obviously with some of the things that Moxley's gone through. Are they going to

go there? I kind of hope he didn't, to be perfectly honest. It's one of those things

that I don't feel comfortable joking about yet. And yet he avoided all that and still

popped us talking about his wife and her not calling him back. His book puts you to sleep

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