Charlotte’s Flair For The Gold - How WWE Ruined Their Own Revolution
To be the woman, WOOOOOO, you don't gotta beat EVERY woman...
Charlotte Flair's been busy lately.
No, not lately, that's not it. Charlotte Flair's been busy forever, hasn't she? Busy as in everywhere, everywhere as in across Raw, SmackDown and NXT relentlessly for the duration of her career, relentlessly as in she's constantly been in title programmes, and constantly as in might it be about time somebody else got a chance?
That's the narrative now. It's not entirely true, yet it's not without merit either. But it's a little simplistic, and it fails to highlight the countless times she's proven herself one of the best wrestlers in the company, or the times she's somehow been a hidden gem of a worker despite gobbling up almost all of the spotlight. These are the bits she's in control of, unlike the booking and usage of her, which remains increasingly tougher to parse.
It's a vital disclaimer in trying to analyse the latest and loudest rising complaints of her omnipresence too - Charlotte Flair doesn't mirror Roman Reigns as much as the trite comparisons suggest, but both of them do or did share Vince McMahon's glowing admiration. That much is apparent. And over the last decade, that's become a dose of poison more lethal than the one he tried to inject into his own product in 2002 with the New World Order.
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