The WORST Wrestling Story Every Year (1989-2025)
2002 - Katie Vick
The very idea behind a necrophilia angle, albeit simulated, was almost - almost - too risible to cause offence.
WWE became a laughing stock because it was the most desperate bid imaginable to revive business. We’ve been disgusting for a good few years now, what with the constant sexual assaults, homophobia, objectification of women and the like - but what if we haven’t been disgusting enough?
WWE quadrupled down by presenting a storyline in which Triple H accused Kane of accidentally killing his unrequited teenage crush in a car wreck before defiling the corpse. Triple H insisted he had access to the footage, and threatened to broadcast it on Raw. What a lamentable ratings grab this was.
Who shot JR?
Who killed Laura Palmer?
Steve Austin’s gone, and we really have no clue what else to do: will you please watch one of the most twisted acts a human is capable of?
There was no footage, of course. Triple H, infamously, simulated the act with a mannequin in a funeral home. Triple H’s performance, not that it was possible to be good, was horrendous. In retaliation, Kane’s mate the Hurricane presented a skit in which “Triple H” received an enema.
This was all abandoned when Triple H and Kane eventually fought for the World Heavyweight and Intercontinental titles - the latter of which was deactivated. It was practically sacred to WWE fans, and it was trashed during one of the worst cracks at “sports entertainment” ever.
No wonder WWE’ f*cked the brains out of its own business.