WWE's 2018 PPV Endings Ranked From Worst To Best

The women stole the shows.

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Last November, WWE announced to their long-suffering, content-stuffed fans that 2018's PPV schedule would be trimmed down from a fatty 16 to a much healthier, lean 14. The fact this news was met with considerable relief spoke volumes of the company's errant 'super-serving' policy.

As the year wore on - and even when WWE decided to scrap single-branded shows after noticing they were complete arse - it became clear our optimism was misplaced. A sketchy deal with the Saudi Arabian General Sports Authority suddenly generated the possibility of a handful of fresh, context-free shows, each of which threatened to run for a minimum of seven hours. They were mirrored with an admittedly scandal-free but equally arduous additional event in Australia.

As an apology for the female-free Saudi sideshow, we were also gifted the much-welcomed Evolution, the company's first-ever all women PPV. Despite slashing three dates from the original schedule, we were still left with a single show surplus. It was, as they say, all a bit much.

With so much content, the quality was always going to be inconsistent - and boy was it. Some PPVs left us in love with wrestling again - whilst others made us never want to associate with it again. Most interestingly, the PPVs which ended on the biggest high all had one thing in common - and it wasn't DX or the Brothers of Destruction.

15. Crown Jewel - It Didn't Matter What Happened

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What Happened: A superannuated Shawn Michaels and crocked Triple H stumble their way through a stinker of a main event to finally put the Brothers of Destruction to bed. For now.

It was difficult to get excited about anything happening in Riyadh at Crown Jewel. Though some fans riding the wave of nostalgia got the faintest kick out of the greatest hits compilation, any misguided feel-good factor was undermined by the wider implications of the match.

Like Super Show-Down, it was a miserable indictment of WWE's broken star factory, but that trivial footnote was completely overshadowed by the depressing fact we were watching this disgraceful event at all.

Editorial Team
Editorial Team

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