If WWE Was Being Honest About Seth Rollins

His home brand of RAW is in utter disarray. Formulaic and repetitive to the point of parody, played for broad, unfunny laughs, and without the unmissable stakes a main event-level narrative pivot a World Title is so crucial in providing, it is completely inconsequential: a grim, never-ending metaphor of a new era in which, fuelled by ridiculous TV money, nothing matters.

RAW can’t get much worse - but consider how much worse it would be, were it not for Seth’s presence. Consider how much better it would be if he was its undisputed talisman, if he was its undisputed, reigning, actually defending Universal Champion.

Seth Rollins is the man, and thus the man to decisively dethrone the Beast and a reign of terror far more dispiriting than those amassed by Triple H between 2002 and 2005. Their only prior singles encounter, at Battleground 2015, was a bust. With redrawn character alignments, their next promises something as uplifting as the greatest feel-good moments in WWE history. There is no doubting Seth’s ability to redeem that match, for his redemption story is amongst WWE’s best ever.

If WWE was being honest about Seth Rollins, they would acknowledge that he is the best performer in the company - and this company needs to become something approaching a meritocracy, in order to win back fans tuning out of RAW in their droves.

Seth Rollins is all the way over. Maybe Rollins actually is the Architect: the only performer on the roster capable of rebuilding himself through his own set of blueprints.

RAW is so directionless that Creative needs to tip over the dumpster fire they have created and burn the whole thing down. And, if WWE was being honest, it needs to be redesigned and rebuilt in the image of Seth Rollins, not Roman Reigns, obviously, nor the increasingly tiresome Braun Strowman.

Rollins is The Man, and times have never been more desperate.