WWE is a name that brings a glint in a person’s eye of youngsters out there. It is a name that individuals 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 entire world of sports entertainment. Yes, it is sport, however it is basically entertainment, and a part of the entertainment industry, and entertainment at its best for that matter. The People’s Champ, the Texas Rattlesnake, The Heart Break Kid, Triple H; these people were, and still are role models for plenty of young teens out there.
Why you ask? Because, it was different. It had the magic required to help keep people glued for 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 can forget those golden moments. After all, they’re etched into our brains, and I speak for plenty of people when I say that. The craze was so extreme that I actually fractured my leg once trying to do a Jeff Hardy + a Brahma Bull “Swanton Elbow” ;.This just goes to show how much we were in love with those people with the cool hair, the big muscles, and obviously the underwear. The only thing that individuals never followed was the “Please don’t try this at home”!
Then came the name change, and I know feel so it wasn’t only the name that had changed. Maybe I was growing out of it, but that’s simply not right because I’m still a WWE fan. In came a fresh 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 could hear myself thinking “What the hell just happened?!” accompanied by “What else did you expect?” John Cena, a lean little thing who liked slapping people and showing some “ruthless aggression” is currently close to legend, followed closely 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’d just disappeared. And even today, I’m always hoping for some turn of events and The Rock, or Stone Cold walking down towards the ring. But such is life.
