Folks, folks, folks—the TNT Championship is still safely in the hands of Daniel Garcia, which is a real shocker considering he didn’t win the match. But then again, in today’s America, you don’t have to win—you just have to not lose. Very on-brand.
On the March 22nd edition of AEW Collision: Slam Dunk Saturday™ (yes, they really called it that, like some kind of clearance sale at a Spirit Halloween), Garcia and Adam Cole wrestled a 20-minute bout that ended in a good ol’ fashioned “nobody wins, everybody limps away” draw. That’s right—20 minutes, no fall, just vibes and mutual calf cramps.
Now, Cole—bless his knees—almost had it. The man hit a Canadian Destroyer that sent Garcia flying like he’d just seen the price of eggs at Whole Foods. Rolled him back in the ring, wound up for The Boom™, and then—DING DING DING. Time’s up, game over, thanks for playing.
You should’ve seen Cole’s face when the bell rang. The man looked like he just got ghosted on WrestleTinder. Garcia, meanwhile, was still champion, still sweating, and probably still trying to figure out how many title defenses he’s had since November. (Seven. We counted. Because someone has to.)
Let’s not forget their first match on March 1st, which ended in a Shane Taylor Promotions surprise cameo, proving once again that every AEW match has a 30% chance of turning into a surprise Royal Rumble. This one, however, stayed clean—well, clean-ish—ending in a draw that perfectly mirrors Cole’s AEW resume: full of effort, light on results.
Also notable: this episode was preempted by college basketball, because what screams “elite athletic entertainment” more than airing wrestling after a double-overtime bracket game? The only thing more confusing than the scheduling is why no one’s put a GPS tracker on the TNT Title at this point. It’s been more elusive than a functioning printer in catering.
So what’s next? Will Cole finally win a title? Will Garcia hold onto the belt until climate change does the booking? Tune in tomorrow for “Slam Dunk Sunday” (yes, seriously), airing after another round of NCAA mayhem. Because nothing says pro wrestling like “please wait until the college kids are done.”