Pro Wrestling Guerrilla Proudly Presents…
Welcome, cats and kittens, to yet another installment of David Lee Roth’s favorite wrestling review blog (its possible), Cewsh Reviews… Today we have a special treat for you, as your favorite uncles Cewsh and Vice reach into their sack of presents and withdrawal an American Indy review, this time of California’s own Pro Wrestling Guerrilla.
Hey wait! Where are you going?!
Come back, come back. Easy there. I know that you’ve been burned before in the past when Cewsh Reviews has covered the indies. From the soul crushing whiny depression of the King of the Deathmatches tournament in IWA:MS, to the complete ho hum snoozefest of our Ring of Honor reviews, the independent scene hasn’t been kind to you lately, and I completely understand you reservations. However, this isn’t any old show. We’re talking California here, we’re talking fun and wackiness, and we are most assuredly talking about the once in a lifetime team up of the Young Bucks (Cewsh and Vice’s early choice for Tag Team of the Year) and Paul fucking London. Not to mention a host of other familiar names, and the wacky stars of tomorrow.
So c’mon. Pop some popcorn, scooch up close to the monitor, and give us the second chance we so richly deserve. C’mon. Would I lie to you?
Well yes. But would Vice?





