Six Feet Under with The Undertaker

The podcast has quickly become a highlight of my listening schedule, offering a unique and incredibly enjoyable experience. It’s particularly fascinating to witness Mark Calaway, embrace such a genuine and supportive "wife guy" persona. While many might tune in with expectations of his legendary character, it's the authentic, family-man Mark who truly shines, bringing a down-to-earth and profoundly engaging presence to every episode. My initial reservations about Michelle, I must admit, were quickly dismantled. Her sharp wit, incredibly quick comebacks, and refreshing willingness to speak her mind are what I now find most captivating. She brings an unvarnished, candid honesty that is not only refreshing but makes for compelling listening. Together, their dynamic creates an incredibly entertaining and heartfelt show, and I sincerely hope they continue to share their stories and insights for many more episodes to come

I love Michelle, but the show isn’t as good with her. Episodes where they interview someone are still really good. Episodes where it’s just the two of them are hardly worth the listen. Episodes without guests turn this from a wrestling podcast to to an aimless podcast where wrestling might be talked about. I’d love to see Matt back on the episodes they don’t have an interview lined up so there’s some sort of direction in the episodes.

I have no idea who the Matt is that everyone says is now missing, so I can only go off recent podcasts. I love listening to Undertaker (Mark). He’s entertaining, engages nicely with guests and asks great questions. My biggest issue is with his wife/cohost Michelle. She talks over the guests, especially the Charlotte Flair episode. I enjoy Mark having the guest be the center of the convo, after all that’s why I’m listening, and I enjoy is sprinkles of personal stories. There are times she drowns out the guests and talks over her husband way too much. No one cares about her “glory days”, let your guests talk themselves up. Otherwise the show is good. I would rate higher if she wasn’t on

It’s okay. I miss the old podcast versions with Matt. The conversations felt like they flowed better and it was overall a more insightful episode. Now, it’s far from it. Some of the guests are interesting but Matt really helped Taker in “getting through” the podcast episodes and keeping them engaging. Michelle just doesn’t have that skill. Nothing against her, but this isn’t it.

I love Michelle, but the show isn’t as good with her. Episodes where they interview someone are still really good. Episodes where it’s just the two of them are hardly worth the listen. Episodes without guests turn this from a wrestling podcast to an aimless podcast. The inconsistent posting of new episodes also has turned this podcast from borderline unlistenable to completely forgettable. It’s unfortunate such a great podcast was ruined in the fashion this one was.

What began as a raw, entertaining peek behind the curtain of one of wrestling’s most iconic figures has now been embalmed in corporate gloss. The original Six Feet Under podcast—hosted by The Undertaker (Mark Calaway) and Matthew Lyda—was candid, self-deprecating, and surprisingly human. It felt like eavesdropping on a garage conversation between two friends who happened to have lived through the golden age of wrestling. Matt Lyda brought balance: irreverent, quick-witted, and relatable. He grounded the legend. He gave the Deadman a pulse. But that show is dead. With WWE’s full takeover in June 2025, the podcast was rebranded and repackaged under their official umbrella, and along with it came a dramatic tonal shift. Lyda was removed and replaced by Michelle McCool, Calaway’s real-life wife and former WWE superstar. From the opening moments, the new version reeks of brand curation. What used to be spontaneous now feels scripted. What once felt like truth now feels like tribute. The fun is gone, replaced by carefully constructed “banter” and corporate self-congratulation. It’s not that Michelle isn’t intelligent or capable—she’s simply the wrong fit. The chemistry is off, the tone is sanitized, and the dynamic is flat. Worse, the soul of the show—the sense that we were being let in on something authentic—has been lost in a sea of product plugs and WWE-safe storytelling. It’s a puff piece now. A weekly shrine to a brand, not a man. Gone is the Matt who poked fun at Taker, kept him grounded, and gave us a mirror to laugh into. In his place, we have a tightly controlled narrative and a sense that the Undertaker we’re hearing is no longer talking to us—he’s reading to us. This isn’t a podcast anymore. It’s a press release with theme music. If you’re looking for nostalgia, you’ll find it here—but only in the form of embalmed memories, lacquered with sponsorships and buried beneath a velvet rope. The Undertaker may still have stories to tell, but without the freedom and friction that Matt brought, this is just a well-lit tomb.