On very rare occasions, even in this era of eerie smiling babyfaces and supplicant "Superstars", we still see receipts in pro wrestling.
At this year's Royal Rumble, Braun Strowman threw a few too many stiff knees in the direction of Brock Lesnar. The Conqueror didn't take too kindly to this, and responded by wobbling Braun's skull like it was jelly. The force must have had some serious long-term effects, for a few months later, Braun seemed to have forgotten that he'd spent an age trying to get over as a rogue babyface, and up and decided to turn heel with some buddies as back up. Two buddies, which makes three...and guess which three-man stable has just reformed!
Revenge is a dish barely served by WWE in this modern, heel-driven era. Carmella punked Asuka by distracting her with James Ellsworth. Asuka did kill him off, but she didn't emerge on SmackDown the following week, ax in hand, and carve her arm open to swear literal, bloody revenge on Carmella. She sort of disappeared for a few weeks, then helped Naomi out like good, docile little babyface. Then she misunderstood the word "glow" for "go", and actually promised to leave. This is both a huge, tone-deaf racist shame for the performer and the great lost theme alike.
Revenge is such stuff as pro wrestling is made on, both in front of the audience and behind the crazed curtain...