The REAL Reason For WWE's Recent NXT Call Ups

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There's absolutely nothing to suggest the pattern will break with the latest crop. During the first of the Monday night neophytes' matches, Michael Cole told us that Ricochet, a former NXT North American Champion who wowed crowds with a Meltzer-rated five star match on his debut in New Orleans last year, "first broke out" during the Super Bowl's Halftime Heat. It was a depressing reminder that everything these men had ever accomplished on NXT would now be rendered irrelevant, parachuted onto the 'big boy' product from a plane of ignorance.

In other words, Vince McMahon has taken absolutely no interest in any of their careers up to this point, and is expecting magic in an instant, despite being continually baffled by the failure of previous NXT call-ups systematically dismantled by the main roster rot.

Almost immediately Triple H's inevitable fears were nearly proved correct, when his in-law tried to insist that insta-face Ricochet square off against brand new Intercontinental Champion Finn Bálor. With a single stroke of a pen, the boss wanted to a) give away a dream match as an opening TV encounter and b) defeat the newcomer straight away. This was Vince's big idea to have his new top talent improve ratings; make them look like chumps on night one.

Why are all the existing talent so irrecoverably damaged, again?

At the last moment, a pleading NXT honcho had the plans reversed so they weren't completely idiotic. It rather makes you think that a similar situation occurred during the last round of desperate NXT call-ups, with Triple H lying to the boss about his strongest hand, as the likes of Lacey Evans and EC3 made the grade and meanwhile his personal purview was kept in tact.

Heck, you partially get the impression Hunter's secreting Buddy Murphy on 205 Live lest he follow a similar pattern of ruination. Up to now, he's succeeded in hiding his favourite toys under the bed every time he's been forced to play nice with the clumsy next door neighbour's kid.

[Con't. P2/3]

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