WWE WrestleMania 35 was held at MetLife stadium in New Jersey, though it was branded as a New York event. But geography is not something professional wrestling has ever concerned itself with. Some big matches were on the card, a culmination of almost three months of build up. We had underdogs, returns, retirements, and a few surprises. WWE WrestleMania 35 was a true Showcase of Immortals, as advertised, and the results have wrapped up several storylines and created some new ones going forward. Check out our WWE WrestleMania 35 predictions, and see how close we came, or how far — probably how far — to predicting the night’s results.
Below, find our match-by-match results of WrestleMania 35, in order of how they appeared on the card.
Cruiserweight Championship – Buddy Murphy (C) vs. Tony Nese
These guys opened the kickoff show, so they performed in front of a one-third full house to once again self-fulfill Vince’s prophecy that “little guys just don’t draw.”
This was amazing, from start to finish. No dead space, save for a rest spot in the middle, which was a convenient chance for WWE to slide in a picture-in-picture commercial for the main event. Guys, I’m already watching the show. I’m already in for my $10 — quit being that guy at the mall who’s like, “Can I help you find something?” Like, I’m carrying stuff in my hand! I forget where I was going with that…
Nese opened Murphy up with a super stiff (the first of many) punch in an exchange outside the ring. The still-arriving crowd jumped in excitement as Murphy hit Murphy’s Law for the pin, but Nese got a foot on the rope at 2.9999999. A brilliant exchange set up the Running Nese, and Tony Nese claimed the Cruiserweight Championship. To say this was solid was an understatement.
Put these guys on the main show NOW.
Winner: Tony Nese, your new Cruiserweight Champion.
Unnamed Women’s Battle Royal
So, Asuka didn’t win. We hope she quits. Twice. In fact, Asuka didn’t even factor into the result. At least Asuka got her own entrance. That’s something, right? Right? Well, Naomi also got her own entrance, so, never mind.
After a ring full of women beat themselves silly, with a few getting some good spots in, like Ember Moon, Lana, and Kairi Sane, it came down to Sarah Logan and Carmella as the last two superstars. Logan thought she had won after tossing Asuka, but that proved to be a tired battle royal swerve, as Carmella was “resting” outside the ring and she rejoined the battle to ruin Logan’s false celebration. The two locked up and the action moved to the ropes with some tense moments before Carmella was able to get Sarah Logan off the apron to win the second annual Unnamed Women’s Battle Royal.
Raw Tag Team Championship – The Revival (C) vs. Zack Ryder And Curt Hawkins
The Revival enters first, because these guys have nothing but the company’s full confidence and support. Meanwhile, Hawkins is out in New York Jets colors, because that is the mark of excellence.
Anyway, the Revival do what the Revival do, keeping Ryder and Hawkins on the mat. Quote of the night from Dash Wilder to Hawkins: “Just stay on the apron and lose like you do!”
I love these guys.
Frequent tags from the Revival keep Ryder isolated and trapped in the enemy corner. Ryder, for some reason, keeps reaching for a rope that isn’t anywhere near him. As you’d expect from a Revival match, this is old-school tag team wrestling. They keep punishing Ryder (and I mean punishing – for a nothing match, Dawson and Wilder really lay their stuff in) until Ryder manages a backdrop on Dawson to get Hawkins into the ring.
Hawkins runs wild on Dawson (dropkicks for everyone!) and manages a two-count with a backslide. Renee mentions that we might see the streak end, so that all but guarantees that Hawkins will look at the lights. Hawkins gets a pair of back-to-back near falls before an Irish whip leads to a collision.
Ryder tags back in and suplexes himself and Wilder over the top for the night’s first “Holy shit!” chant. For a Zack Ryder match. Hawkins becomes the legal man again, and all four brawl on the floor, with a SICK brainbuster from Dawson to Hawkins. Dawson drags Hawkins’s lifeless husk back into the ring and gloats for a few minutes before Hawkins sneaks in a small cradle, AND HAWKINS PICKS UP A PINFALL WIN!
This was a lot of fun, it ended exactly the way it should have. And thus begins the best 24 hours of Curt Hawkins’s career.
Winner and new Raw Tag Champions, Zack Ryder and Curt Hawkins!
Andre The Giant Memorial Battle Royal
Half of the entire WWE roster came out in one large group, and then Saturday Night Live’s Michael Che and Colin Jost got their own entrance because reasons. Then The Hardy Boys came out to their own music before we cut to a Grubhub commercial, for some reason. Then we had three minutes of the panel talking. This is starting off on a great note.
Braun Strowman came out and we FINALLY got this thing started. With 734 wrestlers in the ring, the eliminations came fast and furious. Hey, you guys remember the Ascension? Neither do I.
The action was chaotic and it was hard for anyone to get a spotlight spot, save for Otis pulling off a double caterpillar. In the middle of a battle royal. The numbers dropped quickly, as the little timer in the corner showed viewers how much time until the real show began.
As expected, the match came down to Strowman and the SNL guys, after Jost and Che tried to help the Hardys get the big man over the top rope. Strowman eliminated both Matt and Jeff leaving just the three men in the ring.
And then this whole thing went off rails.
Colin Jost got a mic, and he brought in his therapist to help Strowman deal with his anger issues. I’m not making this up. Braun destroyed the therapist and then eliminated Michael Che. Jost used that as an opportunity to get the big man over the ropes and failed again. Braun then picked up the much smaller TV star and flung him out of the ring onto a group of superstars to secure his win.
Winner: Braun Strowman
The show proper begins, and Alexa Bliss, the host of WWE WrestleMania 35 (seriously, the hell does that even mean) introduces Hulk Hogan to do old man stuff. He makes fun of himself for getting the name of the Superdome wrong five years ago, and then gets the name of MetLife Stadium wrong, because old man.
This brings out Paul Heyman, who announces that he and Lesnar don’t want to sit around for the entirety of the 138-hour show, so Heyman insists that the Universal Championship match happen first thing.
Universal Championship: Brock Lesnar (C) vs. Seth Rollins
At least this gets Brock off my TV as early as humanly possible. Crowd goes absolutely freakin’ ballistic for Rollins’ entrance.
No time wasted, as Rollins tries to rush the ring, but Lesnar shoves him right back out. They brawl on the outside for awhile (F-5 #1 on the floor about 70 seconds in, followed by Lesnar shoving Rollins face-first into the ring apron and then into the barricade). Lesnar tosses Rollins over the announce table twice.
Lesnar chucks Rollins into the ring, only to throw him back outside again. The bell still hasn’t rung, and we’re easily 3 minutes in. Another toss across the German announce table (Walter! HELP!). Lesnar keeps demanding that the ref ring the bell, but the ref insists on making sure Rollins is, you know, alive, before finally acquiescing.
We go Brock Lesnar Standard Match (suplex, stall, suplex, stall) for awhile. Rollins escapes the F-5, bumps the ref, and lays in a Greco-Roman Dick Punch to put Lesnar on the ground. Three straight Curb Stomps, and Rollins puts Lesnar away to become the Universal Champion! And best of all, I don’t have to dread this entire night waiting for the arrival of Lesnar.
I’ve never been so happy to be so bad at predicting things in my life!
Winner: (and NEW Universal Champion) Seth Rollins, via pinfall
Randy Orton vs. AJ Styles
Orton came out first to give the crowd enough time to enjoy AJ’s theme song for the 17 minutes it took him to get down the ramp. Both men took it to each other quickly, with Orton getting the upper hand first. He tenderized AJ for a few minutes, attempting to get a pin fall on Brock Lesnar’s face stain on the mat, which failed.
That led to a Randy Orton Rest Hold™ as he’s no longer the young man who was the youngest-ever World Heavyweight Champion (not the youngest-ever WWE Champ – get your life together, Graves). Both men ebbed and flowed with spots and rests, each getting moments to shine. They had a decent back-and-forth and Orton pulled off a superplex that aged AJ’s spine a few years.
Something happened off-camera, which distracted — and entertained — the crowd, and the match slowed down even more until AJ got off a kick and Orton landed an RKO, which Styles kicked out of. The men played the crowd and Randy once again tried something from the top rope, presumably a “super RKO,” if that’s a thing. Styles slid out and Pele kicked Orton.
AJ ended up outside the ring and then set up for a Phenominal Phorearm, which Orton countered. AJ countered the counter and landed his signature to get the pin and the win.
Winner: AJ Styles via pinfall
Lacey Evans comes out and walks back out, because that’s what Lacey Evans does, apparently. Great investment. By the way, did you see Asuka was on the pre-show? Sigh.
SmackDown Live Tag Team Championship: The Usos (C) vs. The Bar vs. Shinsuke Nakamura And Rusev vs. Aleister Black And Ricochet
For anyone keeping score, I’m 1-5 at this point.
Crowd goes nuts for Ricochet and Black’s entrance. This tag team works way better than it has any right to.
Frequent tags to start, which makes Fatal Four-Way tag matches almost impossible to follow by humans, until finally Ricochet makes the first pin attempt on Nakamura for 2. Cesaro tags in, and Ricochet floats in mid-air for awhile before Cesaro uppercuts him and does Ye Olde Swiss Swing about 149 times while Sheamus murders people with forearms. Cesaro finally settles in for the Sharpshooter.
That gets broken up and we get back to organized chaos. Rusev and Nakamura beat the hell out of Black for awhile, and Ricochet breaks every bone above his waist attempting a shooting star press. Everyone in the match attempts to suplex off the top, but Ricochet manages to stay on his feet and nails the 630 on Sheamus for a near-fall.
The action slows for awhile as it LOOKS LIKE A DAMN CAR WRECK, KING! Everybody trades kicks-to-the-face, and the Usos nail the double splash on Sheamus for the pin and the win.
Not a bad call. The Usos have done well with the belts, and no one is hurt by that finish, aside from Nakamura and Rusev. By the way, have I mentioned that Vince loves self-fulfilling prophecies?
Winners: The Usos via pinfall
Shane McMahon vs. The Miz
It didn’t take long in this match for Mr. Miz, the Baked Potato-face, to get involved. Shane beat on Miz early and then hurt his dad. The Miz bled after getting hit by old-school monitor at the announcer’s table.
The two men then went into the crowd and around the stadium, beating the crap out of each other. Shane looks old as shit. The battle went back and forth, with chair shots and violent spots in the crowd. Apparently, there’s another level of foreign announcers that don’t get on TV much, and Miz introduced that area to Shane’s face, back, and knees.
Shane goes through a table, but Miz isn’t done. Shane takes a horrible spot from a high riser and falls six feet on his back. Miz quickly goes for the pin, but Shane kicks out. Miz and Shane battle as they climb some nearby camera towers and Miz tries a Skull Crushing Finale from the camera risers. Shane kicks out. Shane keeps climbing up the camera risers, which are about 20 feet off the ground.
The Miz looks pissed, and Shane’s about to die for the fourth time tonight. Miz is relentless and unleashes a Super-duper-plex onto some padding — because of course there’s padding around the camera risers. Their bodies land with Shane on top and Charles Robinson counts to three on a dead man pin.
Winner: Shane McMahon via pinfall
Women’s Tag Team Championship: Sasha Banks And Bailey (C) vs. Nia Jax And Tamina vs. The II: The Sequel-Conics vs. Beth Phoenix And Natalya
Man. Put her in ring gear, and Beth Phoenix just looks old. And in a mark-out moment for me, Bret Hart comes out to give Natalya and Phoenix one more good-luck before they head to the ring. Smart move not going down there yourself, Bret.
Bailey and Tamina kick things off. Hey, how come they don’t mention that Tamina is the daughter of-nevermind. Paige is on commentary shilling her movie, Fighting With My Family, as she has been for the last year. Things quickly degenerate into a free-for-all (did I mention I don’t like Fatal Four-Way tag matches?). The IIconics eventually take control for awhile (and get a pretty good reaction from the crowd here). Meanwhile, Paige is on commentary shilling her movie … again.
Kudos to Tamina and Nia for not having seriously injured anyone yet.
Banks gets Phoenix in the Bank Statement, but Phoenix rolls out and tags in Natalya, who works in the completely nonsensical double Sharpshooter on Banks and Bailey. Tamina breaks it up with a kick to the foot, and the Unsafe Working Conditions (Tamina and Nia – I’m clever) take over. Nia and Tamina hit double Samoan drops on the IIconics before attempting double top-rope splashes on the champions, but Phoenix and Natalya break it up.
Phoenix, Natalya, and the champs are legal now, and Banks gets a frog splash on Phoenix for a near-fall. Phoenix nails a GlamSlam on Bailey, but the IIconics sneak a tag and steal the pin to become the second second-ever WWE Women’s Tag Team Champions!
Winners: (and NEW Women’s Tag Team Champions) The IIconics
WWE World Championship: Kofi Kingston vs. Daniel Bryan (C)
This is six weeks of frustrating build up for a match that shouldn’t even be happening. Kofi caught a break in February before Elimination Chamber when Mustafa-no-longer-Mustafa Ali got injured, and Kofi stepped in at the last second. This started a wild ride that saw Kingston assume the role of underdog Daniel Bryan, circa 2013, and get the WWE Universe on his side for an improbable title run that saw screwjob after screwjob after screwjob until, finally, he made it to WWE WrestleMania 35 as a singles competitor for the first time ever. His 11 year career culminates in this match against a heel Daniel Bryan (fitting).
The New Day comes out and Big E shows Kofi a wrapped gift that he will give Kofi after the match. It’s probably Daisy, the previous WWE Championship belt that Daniel Bryan named and then threw away on SmackDown Live in Phoenix after the Royal Rumble. Or it could be pancakes. It’s probably the belt. Or pancakes.
Kofi has the New Day, and Bryan has Rowan and his beard. Both men started the match cautiously with some grappling and that evolved into some bigger spots. Both men had some time to shine in the back and forth. Finally, the moves started to get bigger with some good spots and reversals.
Bryan tried to pull off his knee but Kofi countered. Kofi went for a couple of pins, and Bryan reversed it into a LeBell lock. Kofi was able to break it on the ropes. Daniel Bryan plays the heel role well, almost as good as he played the underdog face role.
Both men traded kicks to the delight of the crowd, who were super into the match as it dragged on. Both men ended up outside the ring on opposite sides and Rowan tried to interfere, but The New Day came to his aid and took out the intellectual peer (take it easy, fellas, that man reads Chaucer, dammit!). Kofi and Bryan got back into the ring and Bryan landed his running knee and went for the pin. Kofi kicked out and the crowd went insane.
Bryan seasoned Kofi some more and got him into the LeBell lock again, but Kofi stayed strong. Bryan tried a few other submissions, but Kofi fought through them all. Then he got the upper hand and began his own series of “yes” strikes and kicks to a beaten Daniel Bryan. Kofi landed a trouble in paradise and we have a new WWE Champion!
The gift ended up being newly minted The New Day shirts featuring Kofi as WWE Champion. And now I want some pancakes.
There’s some backstage something or other with the Weekend Update guys being treated by Doctors Kevin Nash and Scott Hall. Sums up the WWE wellness policy pretty well, actually. Don’t worry, guys, Scott’s been clean for years.
United States Championship: Samoa Joe (C) vs. Rey Mysterio
Rey comes out dressed as … well, Mysterio. Guys, if you don’t know, just Google it, this thing is already over 2,800 words.
This is not only Joe’s first title match at WrestleMania, this is his first WRESTLEMANIA. Joe starts out beating Rey to death for awhile before Rey flippy-flops into a DDT on Joe. Rey breaks out the 619 early and follows up with an attempted top-rope drop kick, which Joe counters into the Coquina Clutch for the SUPER fast submission.
This thing ended so quickly, I had time to Google how to spell Coquina.
Winner: Samoa Joe
And now a trailer for a Batista movie. Not that Batista movie.
Roman Reigns vs. Drew McIntyre
After a ridiculously over-the-top entrance for Reigns, which included pyro and more fireworks than what awaits the winner of the World Series, the match started with some slaps and then the other two moves in Reigns’ move set. McIntyre, who has DESTROYED the Shield in previous weeks, now looks silly weak as he is forced to sell these non-moves.
Fans at MetLife are in the bathroom or getting fresh beers before last call, and those who remain in their seats are wondering when Roman will start bleeding, because this is Reigns at WrestleMania. It has to happen.
McIntyre lands an Alabama Slam and Reigns takes a two-count. Even Corey Graves, who usually goes off script, is staying firmly in the company line here, spewing pro-Reigns rhetoric. McIntyre starts opening up the match with bigger spots, and Reigns takes it.
The crowd is collectively checking their phones as Reign gets off a Superman punch and a spear and McIntyre, no doubt sure that his check has cleared, takes the pin.
“Winner”: Roman Reigns
Up next is Elias as a true one-man band – Elias in the ring on guitar, and pre-taped Elias and Elias on piano and drums, respectively. Live Elias takes over, and he does what he does, this time actually playing the tune to go with the crowd’s “Seven Nation Army” chant, which was neat.
Elias starts to play, but (go figure) he gets interrupted by … footage of Babe Ruth famously calling his shot, which is immediately followed by the RETURN OF RAPPER JOHN CENA! The Malpracticing Doctor of Thuganomics makes his way out, chain and all, also with a hat, presumably to cover up his JBL dad hair.
Cena makes fun of his own movies (hey, Bumblebee was pretty damn good) and claims that WWE stands for “wasted wrestling experiment.” A heel turn is teased, and we get photoshopped images of Elias’s face on a dog, PG-appropriate masturbation jokes, and insider references before Cena lays Elias out with a mic shot to the head, a five-knuckle shuffle, and an Attitude Adjustment (renamed back to the F-U for one night only).
Well. That was certainly a thing that took place on television.
Triple H vs. Batista – No Holds Barred; If Triple H Loses, He Must Retire
Batista trips on his way into the ring. That’s a good sign, right?
The action heads outside the ring early, and Batista dumps Triple H over the announce table and over the timekeeper’s barricade before Triple H counters with a Greco-Roman shot to the face with a loaded toolbox. Because why wouldn’t the ring announcer and timekeeper have a loaded toolbox at all times?
Triple H whips and chokes Batista with the chain before driving him into the ring steps. Next come a pair of channel locks, and Triple H cinches them down on Batista’s fingers. Now he pulls out a set of needle nose pliers. This is only mildly ridiculous. He sets up a chair over Batista’s chest and goes for his nose ring with the pliers and ACTUALLY PULLS IT OUT. Triple H tosses the nose ring into the crowd, a great souvenir for a lucky fan.
After some brawling-outside-madness (including Batista being slammed onto three tables, only one of which broke), Triple H digs out two sledgehammers but eats a spear by Batista on his way back into the ring for a two-count. A spinebuster from Batista puts Triple H down. Batista goes for the BatistaBomb, but it gets 2.9. Batista wanders outside and drags the steps into the ring, and goes for a superplex, but Triple H slips under and powerbombs Batista onto the steps, and a Pedigree only gets 2.
Triple H rushes Batista with the sledgehammer but eats a DDT onto the steps. This is SO. SLOW. Spot, rest, spot, rest, spot, rest. We’re getting the illusion of action in this thing. Speaking of slow, Ric Flair wanders out to distract Batista so that Triple H can nail Batista in the face with the sledgehammer. He follows up with the Pedgiree, and this thing finally ends.
I’ve never been so bored by so many things at once.
Winner: Triple H via pinfall
Kurt Angle vs. Baron Corbin; Angle’s Last Match Ever
Corbin comes out first to boos for many different reasons, and then Kurt gets his last pop as a competitor. Corbin attacks the old man and already, 130 seconds into the match, we’ve had more action than all of the previous match.
Kurt takes a beating until he gets a reversal, which leads to a series of German suplexes. Corbin counters an Angle Slam and then gets back to beating the old Olympian. Angle tries to land an ankle lock but Corbin gets out, hits a Deep Six, which gets a two-count.
Angle recovers for an Angle Slam and a cover, but Corbin spins out. Angle drops the straps and puts on an ankle lock.
Corbin exercises some possible foreshadowing by telling Kurt “U can’t C me,” with the hand wave, and Kurt hits him setting up a top-rope moonsault, which Corbin avoided, leading to a End of Days and a three-count pin for Baron Corbin. The crowd is disappointed. We’re disappointed. You’re disappointed. And WWE WrestleMania 35 is beginning to fall apart.
Kurt delivers a “thank you” promo to give the crowd something to cheer.
Winner: Baron Corbin
Intercontinental Championship: Bobby Lashley (C) with Lio Rush vs. Finn Balor
Lashley has yellow Sith eyes, presumably to counter Finn Balor’s return as the Demon.
Balor wins the crowd back after the last couple of duds put them to sleep and goes to town on Lashley. Balor hits a tope over the top rope and tosses Lashley back in, only to eat a slam from the Almighty One, followed by a pair of suplexes. A running clothesline drives Balor out to the floor, where Lashley continues the assault, driving Balor into the barricade. Balor counters with the sling blade and does Demon stuff to scare Lio Rush.
Balor gets Lashley back into the ring, and Lashley launches through the ropes to hit a spear on Balor, sending both guys to the floor. Back in the ring, Lashley gets two, as the Demon won’t die. Balor counters an attempted powerbomb and, after a couple tries, counters with one of his own!
Coup de grace gets the pin, and Balor wins his second Intercontinental Championship!
This was short, to the point, and exactly what it needed to be.
Winner: (and NEW Intercontinental Champion) Finn Balor
Alexa Bliss is out to present the Obligatory (Inflated) Attendance Number of 82,265. Yeah, okay.
Bliss announces that we need a break (Corey Graves: “Yeah, I could use a break, I’ve been out here for hours.”), and out come R-Truth and Carmella for a dance break.
Next is a commercial for whatever Miz’s reality show is called and a plug for WWE WrestleMania 36 in Tampa Bay, because Florida hasn’t had enough WrestleManias the last few years.
And here. We. Go.
The Main Event – Winner Takes All For The Raw And SmackDown Women’s Championships: Ronda Rousey (C-Raw) vs. Charlotte Flair (C-SD) vs. Becky Lynch
Lynch goes straight after Rousey while Charlotte sits back and lets her rivals duke it out before moving to strike Rousey, but she eats a foot to the face, sending her crashing to the outside. Rousey drives Lynch into the barricade before hitting Piper’s Pit on Charlotte onto the floor. She goes for Piper’s Pit on Lynch, but Lynch sends her face first into the ring post.
A throat punch from Lynch to Charlotte puts the SmackDown Live champ down, and Lynch goes for the figure four. Charlotte escapes, and both women are down before Rousey heads back into pick the bones. Lynch and Charlotte team up and try to powerbomb Rousey over the top, but Rousey hangs on and cinches in an armbar on Charlotte. Lynch breaks it up with a dropkick that sends Rousey to the floor, and Charlotte nails Lynch from behind.
Charlotte gets a two-count over Lynch before continuing the assault on the Man. The Queen goes for a moonsault, but Lynch catches her in the Disarm-Her. Rousey breaks it up and tries to get Lynch locked in the armbar, but a knee to the face puts Rousey down. Again, Charlotte is the only one standing.
A double Natural Selection gets two on Lynch and then two on Rousey. Rousey strikes back, talks smack, and gets what looked like a legit knife-edge chop to the face for her troubles. Charlotte gets Rousey into a Boston crab, but Lynch breaks it up with a bulldog to Charlotte before hitting a double-inverted DDT on both. She gets two on Rousey and then two on Charlotte.
Charlotte and Lynch exchange fisticuffs before Charlotte goes to the top rope, only to be met by a Super Exploder from Lynch for two. Now Rousey goes to the top and hits a splash on both her opponents, covering both, but only getting two. As promised, Rousey goes for the double armbar, but Lynch and Charlotte reverse into three straight double powerbombs. Charlotte dumps Lynch outside and goes for the pin on Rousey but gets another two-count. This. Is. Insane.
Lynch plants Charlotte and gets another two-count before dumping her to focus on Rousey. And NOW the crowd comes back to life, considering this is what they wanted in the first place. Disarm-Her on Rousey, and the crowd comes back to louder life. Rousey makes the ropes (with more than a little obvious help from Lynch — a little more time at the performance center, maybe, Ronda). Now Lynch has the Disarm-Her on the top rope, but Charlotte breaks it up before hitting Lynch with Spanish Fly, but it only gets two. Charlotte suplexes Rousey and goes for the pin, but Lynch yanks her off and goes for the Disarm-Her but goes face first into the turnbuckle.
Rousey’s leg is starting to look like ground hamburger, and Charlotte takes advantage, slamming it into the ring post before locking in the ring post figure four! Lynch busts Charlotte in the face to break it up, but Charlotte tosses her into the barricade. Back in the ring, Charlotte goes for the figure four, but Rousey reverses to a pinfall attempt for two. Charlotte goes after the figure four again and bridges into the figure eight in the center of the ring, but Lynch comes from out of nowhere to break it up!
All three women are down. Lynch comes to her senses first and pulls out a table and slides it into the ring. She gets it set up, but Charlotte sends her face first into the table before laying her on top of it. Charlotte limps to the top rope, but Lynch catches her on the way up and goes for a powerbomb, but Rousey dumps Charlotte over the top. And Rousey tosses the table (“Tables are for bitches!”) and goes nuts on Lynch. A double spear from Charlotte gets a two count on Lynch and another on Rousey (her reaction? “DANGIT!”).
Charlotte sets the table back up in the corner and slams Rousey’s face into it about 133 times. Lynch gets back into the fray but eats another spear from Charlotte for two. The Queen gets up a head of steam, but Lynch and Rousey toss her through the table. Charlotte falls out of the ring and, again, we’re down to Lynch and Rousey in the ring. They trade punches, and Rousey botches a flying knee before setting up Lynch for Piper’s Pit, but Lynch reverses the pin attempt for the three count. Rousey’s shoulder comes up at the two count, but the referee doesn’t see it, and Becky Lynch WINS IT ALL, and we get a built-in post-Mania program.
That was beyond insane. Ending came a little too out-of-nowhere, but it was the right ending to a WrestleMania that was jam-packed with happy endings.
Winner: Becky Lynch
WWE WrestleMania 35 had a little bit of everything in the 16 matches on the card, and for the most part, WWE delivered. It was truly a show of shows, and a showcase of immortals, and some of these matches set up storylines going into the summer months leading up to SummerSlam. All in all, WrestleMania 35 was a solid show that lived up to the hype and makes tomorrow night’s Monday Night Raw the most must-see TV of the week.
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