I decided after Money In The Bank that it was time that I stopped supporting the current WWE product. Last Monday, I was in a state of, not anger, but definitely apathy. I deleted the WWE App from my phone. I made sure my WWE Network subscription wouldn’t auto-renew come September. I started unfollowing WWE-ran accounts on my Twitter and unliked some pages on Facebook. I even unfollowed a wrestling site that I’ve relied on for news since 2008.
John Cena came out (I do like the way he’s wearing the two Belts) at The Authority’s request. Instead of letting The Authority celebrate his win and his WWE 2K15 cover, he was the babyface and disrespected Trips and Stephanie. They let him know he’d be in a Fatal Four Way match at Battleground. And if he was still World Heavyweight Champion after that, there’s always a Plan B.
Plan B appeared in the form of Seth Rollins and his Money In The Bank briefcase.
I started getting messages about how I was missing a good John Cena promo. I replied with, “NOPE.”
That was the first time I successfully turned off Raw.
About an hour later, Thomas is texting me about The Miz being back. Even though I had my doubts, I turned it on, but only because I’m a big fan of The Miz’s heel work.
Great promo. Then Jericho. Jericho/Miz would have piqued my interest.
NOPE. Codebreaker. Jericho celebrates. Wyatts. Jericho gets beatdown.
NOPE. Not even Chris Jericho coming back to put over Bray Wyatt could convince me. I turned the channel.
I missed AJ Lee’s return. While the idea of her regaining the Divas Championship intrigues me, Creative buried Paige and made her look like a placeholder Champion. But then the thoughts started creeping in:
Could tonight be the night?
The diehard fan in me had to watch the end of Raw. A predictable tag match featuring the participants in the Fatal Four Way was taking place. Cena was down in the ring. Trips waved for someone to emerge from the back. Rollins came racing down with the briefcase. Would they take the Belts off Cena after only 24 hours?
Ambrose thwarted Rollins’ cash-in attempt. Triple H had the briefcase. Cena was still trying to gather himself. The Raw trademark info appeared onscreen. My moment didn’t come again. No CM Punk. Same old status quo.
A week removed from the last column, I’ve had to admit some bitter truths. I can’t just turn off WWE like a light switch, no matter how much I try. But I still don’t want to support predictable product. So here’s what I will do:
- Unless the words “CM Punk is back” come across my phone, I won’t tune in to Raw before 10 PM. Cole recaps the whole show 14 times the last hour anyway.
- I will watch Battleground and SummerSlam. My WWE Subscription ends September 19th, two days before Night Of Champions. I won’t be renewing at this current time.
I care way too much about WWE Television to quit cold turkey unfortunately. On the other hand, this probably means a few more Promos columns for the people.
Two of my friends were moved to speak their own piece following my column going up last Monday. I’ll present their comments in full and respond appropriately (or maybe inappropriately? We’ll see).