WWE is a title that brings a glint in a person’s eye of youngsters out there. It is a title that we have grown up with. From skipping studies, to skipping meals, all for anyone 90 minutes of pure adrenalin; the lights, the action, the drama was something to die for! And if that’s insufficient, wrestling card games, trading cards, and walls adorned with posters of Hulk Hogan and The Rock and what not! Those were the great old days.
WWE brought a revolution to the planet of sports entertainment. Yes, it is sport, however it is essentially entertainment, and a the main entertainment industry, and entertainment at its best for that matter. The People’s Champ, the Texas Rattlesnake, The Heart Break Kid, Triple H; these individuals were, and still are role models for a lot of young teens out there.
Why you ask? Because, it absolutely was different. It had the magic required to keep people glued with their seats/TV sets. It was a lot better than any Hollywood flick. 世博 The oh-so-arrogant Mr. McMahon and his mini-wars with the stars, especially Stone Cold Steve Austin; the life-in-a-pot-undead Undertaker; the People’s Champ, The Rock who Layeth the SmackDown with the People’s Elbow; who will forget those golden moments. I am talking about, they’re etched into our brains, and I speak for a lot of people when I say that. The craze was so extreme that I actually fractured my leg once trying to complete a Jeff Hardy + a Brahma Bull “Swanton Elbow” ;.This just goes to show simply how much we were deeply in love with those people with the cool hair, the big muscles, and of course the underwear. The only thing that we never followed was the “Please don’t try this at home”!
Then came the name change, and I personally feel so it wasn’t only the name that had changed. Maybe I was growing from the jawhorse, but that’s simply not right because I’m still a WWE fan. In came a brand new breed of muscle-men, hungry for every single other’s blood. Brock Lesnar.. Man he was one strong guy. He bloody broke the ring, and the tool used was a Big Show! A 500 pound superplex! I really could hear myself thinking “What the hell just happened?!” followed closely by “What else did you expect?” John Cena, a skinny little thing who liked slapping people and showing some “ruthless aggression” is currently near to legend, accompanied by famous brands Batista the Animal, Mr. 619 Rey Mysterio and the Punjabi Giant, The Great Khali. Although extremely talented and bloody well powerful, these new champions somehow didn’t have what the older Heroes did. They had just disappeared. And even today, I’m always dreaming about some turn of events and The Rock, or Stone Cold walking down towards the ring. But such is life.