I’ve been wanting to write about wrestling (WWE) for a while now and since WrestleMania is fast approaching I think it’s a good time to, as Stone Cold says, “Spew the bullshit in muh brain”. Hopefully I’ll be able to schedule our pal Stephen Platinum for the podcast soon, but until then my solo written words will have to do.
I’m writing as I think, so bear with me.
There is recent evidence that WWE is figuring us (the fans) out and starting to use our cynicism against us (in a good way).
You’d think that this wouldn’t be a particularly exciting or recent development, as they’ve been doing essentially the same job for thirty-seven years, plus about twenty-eight, give or take, prior to the Vince McMahon, Jr. takeover. They should know what they’re doing. But quite often it seems to us that they don’t. Some of this is due to the fact that we’re ignorant to a huge number of aspects of the business and could never fully comprehend what are the best decisions for a company that is unique in the world to make.
Some of it is due to the fact that WWE is run by a single person with a strong will and tastes that are occasionally… odd.