At least one observer seems to suggest the above atrocity was meant to function as Vince Russo’s Orlando Screw Job. Chocking it up to the deliberate machinations of one of the sports’ more provocative (for the sake of it) bookers rather than the sheer ineptitude of the talent is as good a guess as any, and it’s not as though the blatant disregard for the paying customer (if they have one remaining) is a new development.