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And now, a delightful palate cleanser, meant to wipe away the foul taste of outrage brought on by the Idiot Son. Though it lacks the price-matching genius of one Ox Baker, this clip does possess a certain panache. Fresh from this week's WWE Special Edition of daytime TV workhorse The Family Feud, we find King Bookah, Mr. Kennedy, th' Naitch, Coach, and Batista squaring off against the peerless Queen Sharmell and a stable of lovely (talented) Divas. The fellas really bring the pain in this segment, perhaps because they actually have two brain cells to rub together, whereas poor Sharmell is forced to handle all the thinking by her Own Damn Self, while her teammates (approximately 360 pounds of whinnying silicone and tooth whitener) graze placidly nearby.

A few observations:

1) Booker and Sharmell are the best looking couple in wrestling. I wants me that pink button up.
2) Kennedy needs to learn to clap farther away from his mic.
3) Coachman and Batista are morons.
4) If Ric Flair is really serious about vacating my Costco Mats, he should take a crack at hosting th' Feud. His "It never bothered me" quip is light years ahead of whatever lameness J. Peterman can come up with.
5) Speaking of which, where the fuck is Louie Anderson?

On a somber note, this clip really serves to highlight exactly how grievous the loss of Booker T is for the wrestling business in general. The man wears his CAPE to a GAME SHOW, and doesn't let his shtick drop for even a SECOND. That, fans, is called professionalism, and it's what separates your Kevin Nashes from your Scott Halls. Or something.