WWE's stranglehold on wrestling history has its pros and cons.
The Network is perhaps the finest technological innovation in the history of the industry. Not that streaming and on demand services are creations that escaped from Titan Tower (despite what the company would have you believe during the relentless post-launch advertising campaign), but the company amassing an archive big enough to have one themselves reflects shrewd use of back catalogues both owned and purchased.
Beyond an admittedly clunky exterior, a world awaits. Its through this portal fans born in the '80s can find wrestling before Vince McMahon and Hulk Hogan rechristened it in 1984. Attitude Era casuals can learn how 1997 was essential in creating 1998 and millennials can see exactly why they had their childhood John Cena cheers drowned out by overtly angry adults.
It also allows fans of all those ages (and older, and younger) to indulge in the life and career of Bret Hart.
'The Hitman's personal collection is rivalled by few. An immaculate professional, his precision, control and understanding of pro wrestling's rich artistry made him uniquely captivating to audiences that didn't yet understand why they loved him so. His opponents were grateful too. Hart never caused a single injury to one of his opponents throughout his illustrious career. He made his fake art look realer than most without ever even inadvertently crossing the line.
A very few can boast such a record. A very select few almost made the exact opposite an art-form in itself...
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