I’m gonna dive really deep into what made WWE so watchable and where it needs to go. Wrestling is pissing me off because people should be turning off whatever they’re watching to watch it. Many say those days are over, but I know that those days are re-attainable. Here’s my first insight into the roster.
If you are a wrestling fan who watched WWE(F) as the “Attitude Era” began, it’s easy to see that today’s WWE is drastically different from the humble days of AOL Keywords, watching pay-per-views on the black box, and making calls to the $1.49/min superstar hot-line. There was a lot to look forward to. The roster was filled with characters and stories came easy.
Shawn Michaels made you jealous. The Undertaker is widely considered as the greatest character in wrestling history. Bret Hart exemplified practicality. Rocky Maivia introduced you to a future movie star. Razor Ramon oozed machismo. Mankind continually shocked you. Goldust did things beyond anyone’s wildest imagination. Vader broke every big man stereotype in the book.
Many, if not, every wrestler had his or her place on the roster and were able to incite emotion within the audience. Today, audience sentiment is diluted for a few reasons. One reason might be cell phones, another could be dirt sheets, or maybe it’s the TV-PG rating. The strongest reason might be the lack of an injustice fighting anti-hero that any fan can get behind.
There is one wrestler that I have purposely omitted from this equation to further elaborate on his importance in building WWE/F into the phenomenon that it is today. It was through him that the audience developed their collective voice, ushering in a new definition of what it meant to be a wrestling fan. The fearless, rebellious and unpredictable rattlesnake, Stone Cold Steve Austin, created the prototype protagonist archetype that WWE is struggling to find. I see one man with this potential.
His name is Dean Ambrose.