Last night John Cena martyred himself for the WWE universe. Most fans who boo the 15-time champion arent doing so out of an actual dislike of Cena the man, or even Cena the performer. What theyre actually voicing their displeasure over is the booking of John as the superman who can overcome all obstacles, standing tall atop the wrestling world for over a decade now. Its tiresome and the fans, at least the vocal subset that boo him out of arenas and drown out the kids and females during his matches and promos, want something new and fresh. And John Cena knows this. He calls attention to it in promos, dismissing it with his usual Cheer me or boo me, I love the WWE universe and how vocal and passionate you are diatribe, but as far as the actual booking goes, its ignored for the most part. But not this time. Cena walked into the ring and was basically the victim of a main event squash match. The stress on his back, shoulders and neck from those 16 brutal german suplexes was intense, and yet he did it for the fans. For all the flack he gets, some of it deservedly so and some wholly unjustified, you would have never seen Hulk Hogan, Steve Austin or The Rock booked to lose like that during their primes. Its a credit to the man and how secure he is with his spot and his legacy that he agreed to be decimated in such a convincing manner. And he did it for you.
Brad Hamilton is a writer, musician and marketer/social media manager from Atlanta, Georgia. He's an undefeated freestyle rap battle champion, spends too little time being productive and defines himself as the literary version of Brock Lesnar.
