Man, I love a good wrestling monster. Yes, I know Vince McMahon exists, but I mean a sinister heel born of dark purpose. Again, I know Vince McMahon is out there and alive, but I mean a demon that thrives on sorrow and nurtures cruelty.
No, again, not Vince, but a scary-looking boogeyman who...
okay, I’m not going to find the offramp here. We’ve got a new “monster heel” headed our way that's awesome because we’re in dire need of one. We had a flock of them for a while with The Judgement Day, but now that gang is one of the silliest, soapiest stables around.
I don’t mean that as an insult, not at all, but as once was prophesied on a mysterious obelisk: You can’t be diabolical with Carlito in your ranks. Sure, there’s The Final Testament, but they’ve got too much of a bro quality. They’re steeped in meathead.
Also, they aren’t exactly being pushed to the moon right now. Also , their name means exactly the same thing as Judgement Day. They’re practically “we’ve got Judgement Day at home.
” So yes, we very much need someone, or someones, who’ll bring back the satanic panic from the '70s and '80s. Something truly nightmarish. Like OG Undertaker, Kane, and Mankind.
Or even short lived ghouls like Papa Shango and (evil) Doink*. And we need to sidestep the biggest flaw with these fiends, which is that either they only get a short stint or their actual heel persona is cut short because they became too popular and get turned into a babyface. This is why B.