10 Wrestlers Who Were Shoot PISSED As Soon As The Match Finished

Ever had a sh*tty day at work?

It happens to everybody. Perhaps a colleague bungled an incredibly simple task and left you in the sh*t, despite it being explained to them in patient, excruciating detail. Perhaps you were asked to do something at the last minute. Maybe an irrational customer with pent-up aggression took it out on you, even though what they're pissing and moaning about isn't remotely your fault. Perhaps you had to work the Miz for the second week on the bounce.

If so, you're in the following company.

This sense of frustration that we all experience must be particularly difficult to control for the pro wrestler. The travel is painstaking, the actual job very painful, the emotion heightened by the adrenaline provided by the audience (or the hairdryer that WWE pipes into emulate an audience 95% of the time). The stakes are high even in a nothing match nobody cares about; even on the second hour of WWE Raw, a wrestler is entrusting their opponent with their physical wellbeing. When they don't do this safely enough, they get understandably frustrated.

Others get less understandably frustrated...

There's very little to actively like about WWE's partnership with the Saudi General Sports Authority.

It's a bleak and morally reprehensible exercise in sports-washing. Look who isn't allowed to perform.

Look who wasn't, but now is, because something has to be seen to be "changing".

And, in what is an altogether less important reason, the shows are dull glorified house show jobs. They sever your interest with plodding action that just exists, and when it's over, it's easily forgotten, like a penny in a well.

At least, the shows used to be mid even by WWE standards. The last two events were well-received and were as canonical as every other event on the calendar. It's almost as if WWE insidiously dialled up their importance once the raw, ugly feeling of propaganda subsided in time's curious way. Basically, the shows are grimmer for being halfway good because this was the plan all along. They are to feel normal.

If there's some enjoyment to be gleaned from the sports-washing, on a schadenfreude level, it's through the tell-tale look on the faces of the veterans who disgrace their legacies in pursuit of blood money. When Shawn Michaels tried to justify breaking his retirement, by insisting that DX Vs. the Brothers of Destruction at Crown Jewel '18 was just a greatest hits set, you could tell by the look on his face immediately after the finish that he didn't believe his own bullsh*t. He looked pissed with himself, even mouthing to Triple H "We're too old for this sh*t". If he lost his smile in 1997, he found a sarcastic one 21 years later.

Along similar lines...