Why It Is Literally Impossible To Hate AEW
Wardlow differs from Batista in that he isn't playing a megastar before he actually became one; as revealed on this week's Dynamite, he grew up poor, and took the money before slowly beginning to realise just what a piece of sh*t MJF is. He had good reason to take the money, too; nobody had heard of him before AEW existed, and at that time, the kick pad wrestler was more in vogue than the throwback muscle head.
But the slow-burn booking pattern is similar, as is the understated, show-don't-tell body language, and Wardlow, through his handsome looks and awesome physique, is sculpted in Vince McMahon's image. As is Jade Cargill. If you built a female sports entertainer from the ground up, she'd look like Jade Cargill.
Adam Cole and Eddie Kingston are victims of rank body-shaming by the supermodels who take a quick break from supping cocktails in exotic locales to open Reddit and bury Keith Lee. You cannot possibly think they look bad (they don't, f*ck off) and not think Wardlow and Cargill look good. This - again - is impossible.
You are unable to dislike All Elite Wrestling even on some small, isolated level unless you have literally been brainwashed by Vince McMahon.