10 Worst Years To Be A WWE Fan
10. 2020
What are you finding easier at the moment? Looking in the mirror, looking outside your window, or looking at the television when Monday Night Raw is on? All of them result in deep introspection, but at least you have control over one of them. Don't you?
Raw's numbers have dipped lately - in line with drops across the board for all mainstream wrestling - but the loyalists are sticking around for whatever reason, suggesting that the existing figures will forever be WWE's rock bottom whenever the shareholders come knocking. Physical health of talent be damned. Mental health of released and furloughed talent be damned to hell.
With rule proving exceptions such as the Firefly Fun House and the upcoming Money In The Bank matches, necessity hasn't proven the mother of invention, unless "invention" can be defined by how to effectively spotlight and promote a ceiling fan.
The company making their own new normal from this extremely challenging real one is exactly the sort of thing everybody woefully predicted right as global circumstances confined folk to their own homes en masse. Opportunities for the first ever (welcome) season finale were lost, and the Performance Center became wrestling's elephant graveyard until otherwise instructed.