Hi, Wrestling fans. Nate here with another thought provoking round of wrestling commentary. Before I get started, let me tell you what happened to me. Last Wednesday, January 16, 2001 I was on my home from an evening out with friends. So, I'm cruisin down the road on my custom 1980 Harley Davidson Sportster following a large van. As I come to a light the van suddenly swerves to the right and right in front of me is a Ford Ranger, STOPPED! I lock up my brakes just in time to collide with the back of it. I wake up at Tampa General Hospital with both legs broken and 1 ankle completely shattered. They had to put pins in both legs and reconstruct my ankle. I had to spend 6 days in the hospital and will now be confined to a wheelchair for at least 3 months. Can you fuckin' believe that shit?!

Well, on with the show. This week I would like to address some of the rumors going around about the possible N.W.O reunion. I think it would be great. However, some things need to be different. If I may play fantasy booker for a moment, here's what I would do. Keep the group small. In my opinion the downfall of the old N. W.O was the fact that EVERYBODY was in it. History dictates that smaller groups that kick big ass are much more entertaining. I.e., groups of 4! Okay, the 4 I would choose to fill out my new N.W.O., Hall, Nash, Steiner, and HHH. Possibly with Flair as a manager.

Next, keep it "just the boys". No women in the group at all. Where I come from, when it's time to go hand out the beatin's, the women folk stay home. To me, I find it sickening that two of the baddest dudes in the world are having an epic battle and the outcome is decided by some bitch on the ring apron lifting her skirt. When, exactly did the men lose control of this business?

Third, these guys need to be monster heels. Let me repeat that, MONSTER HEELS! No in between crap. You can't be nice sometimes and mean sometimes. Be mean all the time! Remember, this group was based upon a group of renegades who invaded and began a hostile takeover. That angle works. Have Nash powerbomb McMahon through the spanish anounce table, while Hall and Steiner beat the Hell out of JR and Lawler, and HHH telling Stephie pooh he wants a divorce at the same time. That's Heels! An intro like that would solidify them as the nastiest game in town. Then, stay heels. Before you turn the group to faces, dissolve it.

Then, all you need is an opposing stable of super baby faces to feud with. Rock, Austin, Jericho, Benoit, and Angle. Just think of the endless combinations of feuds and titles that could pass through all this mess. We're talking about a couple of years worth of memorable, all main event, sports entertainment. Well, gang, that's all I got for this week. Please keep the e-mails comin'. While I'm stuck at home in this wheelchair, I've got plenty of time to read. C-ya next week.