This is an open letter to WWE that I have written for as many people as possible to read. In here I’m expressing my feelings about the use of wrestlers (male and female) in WWE, the storylines and gimmicks. I’m just a fan, maybe a fan who thinks and cares too much, therefore I’m writing this open letter to feel a little better but also try to push forward demands for the wrestlers who won’t ever say anything bad about the company, so someone else has to do this for them. At the end this open letter will be nothing else but a drop of tear. But many tears will make a river and when you don’t change anything, WWE, this river will become an ocean that will finally run over your headquarters and your whole company.
I’m furious. And I’m calm at the same time. I’m furious because fans expressing their demands and feelings for so long already. But everything that WWE does is throwing out a few bones to their fans like they are dogs. And when the big wave of anger is swept away, it’s back to the usual business. But I’m also calm because I’m able to express my feelings; I’m able to put into words what’s wrong with the WWE, with this company that acts like it stands above all, like it’s the only true religion on Earth. But viewership goes down and apparently Vince McMahon doesn’t know why. So, please, lean back and read on. I’ll tell you right now.
This headline was written right after Night Of Champions. But I awaited the results of the following RAW before writing anything. This time I’m not just lamenting but also take you to my imagination of possibilities that WWE always throws out as hints but never realize for whatever reason. Feel free to join me in my frustration.
I quite enjoyed my absence from watching WWE. And still there is this new entry. Something really big must have happened. And it did indeed: William Regal liked my article about his last match and made me think of what I initially wanted with my writing about wrestling. So, if WWE continues with teaming up Dean Ambrose with Cesaro or have better booking for them, I might continue with these weekly articles.
This is my way of saying goodbye to the WWE. It’s quite fitting, I guess, for stuck in between a horrible finish to the Royal Rumble yesterday and a cancelled RAW today. I will still watch the Dean Ambrose segments but I won’t write about the WWE shows anymore. I may leave a few tweets about that topic, so if you like then follow me on Twitter. And now – for the last time – my take on the Royal Rumble.
The first match after the disappointing feud with Bray Wyatt was finished and I am already more excited about the booking of Dean Ambrose, even if he teamed up with Roman Reigns. The direction isn’t straight to a known target right now but that only adds to the slight hope of it all.
Damien Sandow and The Miz declare love for each other +++ Cesaro loses another title ma… oh, ffs, stop it +++ Using the Yes! Lock was instantly punished +++ And now send The Ascension, please! +++ Cena needs to learn to stay down after being hit for like fifty times by a so-called ‘finisher’ +++ I nearly died laughing +++ And I like Rusev even more +++ Surprise, surprise +++ Homages and reminiscences but still very original stuff