NXT Baby-Faces

The hottest new Tag Team on the NXT wrestling roster are these two handsome hard-bodies: Tye Dillinger in the purple trunks with orange waistband, and Jason Jordan with the opposite colors.  Oh man, the physiques on these guys will make you dizzy for a second.

Those bodies, man — this has to be one of the best looking Tag Teams I’ve seen in years.  On their debut appearance on the June 5th episode of WWE NXT (available on the WWE Network), they offer a shirtless pre-match interview.  They sing a  cute song about their names which blends self-deprecating humor with a big dose of sex appeal. They sure succeeded in getting me interested in their match — I even stopped Fast-Forwarding for once to watch their interview.

Maybe it’s just the “New Guy Effect” — that strong reaction a wrestling fan experiences when a new wrestler or Tag Team debuts and your eyes just about pop out of your head and you can’t wait to learn more about the new sensation.

Dillinger and Jordan strut to the ring in flashy silver and maroon trunks that hug their bodies ever so tightly. One of their gimmicks is to wear opposite colors — one man in a maroon pouch with silver waistband and the other in silver pouch with maroon waistband.

This color matching actually emphasizes their bond — their clothing apparently cut from the same cloth and melded together.  One man wears the other’s leftovers and vice versa.

Whoa — hit pause.  Jason Jordan has one impressive bulging body when filmed from below looking up at his six-pack and bulging package.  The commentators talk about how all the Divas in the federation are horny for this slab of beefcake which only serves to emphasize his sex appeal even more.

Like most Baby-Face tag team debuts, the match showcases Jason Jordan’s grappling skills as he throws his opponent, rides him from behind, and locks him in a series of twisting armbars. We get to enjoy his silver ass trunks bouncing and bumping all around the ring.

The jobber, (Cumberland or something) clearly understands his role — to make Jason Jordan look powerful and talented, and to show the fans his bulging crotch and white boots as he struggles to hold his own.

Jordan applies a Wristlock and dances around to give us better views of his front and back.  We can really count on NXT, the most arousing show in pro wrestling, to serve up heaping helpings of eye candy in revealing gear each week like Jason Jordan and Tye Dillinger.  Now that the WWE is a subscription service, I think the action is getting even more homo-erotic and sexually suggestive.

Observing Tye Dillinger dominating his opponent, the commentators discuss the strongest Tag Team in NXT — the Ascension.  They debate whether DillinJordan has a chance to defeat the Ascension.  This presents an ominous threat to the handsome young team — the promise of a potential beating at the hands of Ascension.  I’m suddenly eager to see a brutal attack by the Ascension.

I like how the commentators are coyly instigating a fight between Ascension and the new guys — casually mentioning how Jordan and Dillinger could probably whup the Ascension’s butts.  This a sadistic ploy to entice the Ascension to attack these poor, hapless studs — like if you walk up to some big ugly biker beast and tell him: “Hey, that pretty-boy over there just called you a sissy!“

The jobbers assume control — as usually happens in a Baby-Face tag team match.  Being the less muscular, less buff partner (with the smaller bulge in his trunks), Dillinger is required to portray the Face-in-Peril (FIP).  He is basically the Jannetty of his team — the bitch who must always be rescued by the Alpha Male partner — in this case, buff Jason Jordan.

Sure enough, Jordan tags in and beasts the fuck out of the pale jobber, tossing him on his head and driving a shoulder into his gut.

Dillinger is forced to watch and learn — forced to admit that he could not control these uppity jobbers, but the massive Jason Jordan is easily able to dominate them.

The winning team presses their glistening, muscular bodies together for a satisfying embrace.  I can’t help but sense that Dillinger seems a bit disappointed — maybe disappointed in how he was beaten down by the weakling jobbers, or maybe disappointed that he is forced to portray the helpless Damsel in Distress.

So I can’t wait to see more from these two studs.  They’re one of those Tag Teams where you think in anticipation, before you watch an episode, “I sure hope THEY’RE on the card tonight!”

I like their gear, I like their physiques, I like their guns, I like the psychology and chemistry between them. More, please.