Well, that didn't last long. To the surprise of precisely nobody, Eric Bischoff's inexplicable SmackDown run has came to a humbling close. He achieved the sum total of diddly squat - possibly less than that - and returns to Wyoming tail tucked between his pins.
That is, if he cares even slightly. On this occasion, Bischoff was probably just taking it to the bank.
It makes a change. Throughout his WCW tenure, Eric Bischoff was often mockingly referred to as 'ATM Eric'. Ted Turner's billions flowed through the company honcho's checkbook to his money-grabbing stars' checking accounts like wine at a Bacchanal. For many, the end result of this inflated income had the same hazy outcome.
Inevitably, this excess eventually led to WCW's closure in 2001, and with it Bischoff's oil-well dried up. The bank may have closed, but after fading from the forefront of the business, Easy E began dispensing something else with reliable regularity: utter bulls**t. A frequent commenter on his contribution to the industry, the former Raw GM could often be depended upon for his unique version of certain events which prevailing wisdom otherwise totally contradicts. Let's call him IBS Eric.
Sometimes, amidst his jazzy improvisation of history, there was a glimmer of unaccepted truth - realities which didn't quite align with WWE's carefully manufactured narratives. When it comes to revising the past, WWE made Bischoff look like Sancus. Heck, Stalin would balk at some of their more preposterous porkies.
That said, even if Vince McMahon never really thought 'Easy E' was the fraud they recast him as, he might have reassessed that opinion these past few months.
Benjamin was born in 1987, and is still not dead. He variously enjoys classical music, old-school adventure games (they're not dead), and walks on the beach (albeit short - asthma, you know).
He's currently trying to compile a comprehensive history of video game music, yet denies accusations that he purposefully targets niche audiences. He's often wrong about these things.