Theres a science to issuing predictions of pro wrestling storylines. Well, its certainly not an art: if it was, it would probably make more sense and be prettier to look at. Making long term predictions about how wrestling booking is likely to go isnt about what makes sense, though and its certainly not pretty. Its not about fantasy booking, either if it was, then speaking from my point of view, thered be Cesaro title shots a-plenty. Thered be a huge Daniel Bryan return from injury and into a dramatic feud with Kevin Owens. Thered be Samoa Joe on a best of seven rampage against Rusev, purely so that I could watch them both deliver months of barnburners soundtracked by thousands of people chanting JOE IS GONNA KILL YOOOU. There would be no more babyface Dolph Ziggler. No more. Throw him in the sea, and his horrible clothes along with him. And most of all, a certain straight edge superstar would be revealed to have worked the world and return in triumph only to then turn heel on us all and spend weeks laughing at us. Pipe bomb? Pipe burn. Sigh. I can dream. In the meantime, no. Fantasising about a perfect storm of pro wrestling booking if injuries, retirements and office politics didnt get in the way is the job of teenagers, the Twitterati and the people that think the comments on Uproxx articles are a community. Im here to talk about business, and whats best for it...
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