9. Lacklustre Women's Division
Its a sad sign of the times that I can scarcely name most of the women who populate the WWE ring these days, safe for perhaps the impressive physical specimens like Beth Phoenix and Natalya. Most of the rest are dainty and attractive, but lack any inherent physical prowess, serving primarily as eye candy for the young fans and their dads, and moreover, a handy break to nip to the toilet. I kid not, during most pay-per-view events, you can actually observe the rafters emptying as these matches take place. Back as far as the early 1980s, the WWF had a real respect for womens wrestling; it had prestige on a similar level to all other titles and divisions, with the likes of Leilani Kai, The Fabulous Moolah, Wendy Ritcher, Alundra Blaze and Bull Nakano having some of the most memorable battles for the title. The increasing focus on the divas through from the Attitude Era to what it is nowadays, with the excess of things like the Diva Search and Playboy Centerfolds, emphasises a focus on sexualised femmes rather than physical specimens, and it is only those with a crossover appeal of both, such as Trish Stratus, Mickie James, Jacqueline and Victoria, who are ever likely to be remembered in any meaningful way. Though it cant all be blamed on the WWE the seeds were sewn long before the name change, with the likes of Sable serving primarily as window dressing and only cursorily partaking in matches they are to blame for not nurturing actual wrestlers in favour of models who are then trained into mediocre talents.