WWE is a title that brings a glint in the attention of youngsters out there. It is a title 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 not enough, wrestling card games, trading cards, and walls adorned with posters of Hulk Hogan and The Rock and what not! Those were the nice old days.
WWE brought a revolution to the planet of sports entertainment. Yes, it’s 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 plenty of young teens out there.
Why you ask? Because, it had been different. It’d the magic required to help keep people glued for their seats/TV sets. It absolutely 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 is able to forget those golden moments. I mean, they’re etched into our brains, and I speak for plenty of people when I say that. The craze was so extreme that I just fractured my leg once trying to complete a Jeff Hardy + a Brahma Bull “Swanton Elbow” ;.This just goes to exhibit how much we were in deep love with the individuals with the cool hair, the big muscles, and of course 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 that it wasn’t only the name that had changed. Maybe I was growing from the jawhorse, but that’s 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?!” followed closely by “What else did you expect?” John Cena, a thin little thing who liked slapping people and showing some “ruthless aggression” is now near legend, followed closely by the kind of 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 to this day, I’m always dreaming about some turn of events and The Rock, or Stone Cold walking down towards the ring. But such is life.