||11-25-2012 01:11 PM
Re: When An Empire Falls
You are all beautiful people <3
It's me. You're not really reading this. This is just a collection of thoughts running through my head all the time; when I am laying in bed at night before sleep encompasses me, absentmindedly standing in the shower, or on the can. There is nothing real to these inner ramblings - no scripture to gaze upon - but it most certainly is a reflection upon reality. One major thought continues to be my constant, although to be fair, everything is a thought - the king has abdicated his throne.
Or, perhaps, more appropriately, his throne has been abdicated for him.
Eric Bischoff's tyrant days as President of World Championship Wrestling are over. He has been forced to leave a crumbling company that saw a great promotion rapidly become fodder in the eyes of many. WCW, we were kings of the world there for a little bit of time, and even Eric himself deserves some of that credit. Yeah, he does. The nWo was killing it for a while, but too bad it only came to a circular ending - the nWo started to kill the product too. The blame can't be solely placed on the New World Order, of course, but... alas. Sorry myself, but these are just thoughts running through your brain, it can get choppy sometimes. It's like a kid in a moon bounce up in here, jumping around from spot to spot.
Ah, yes, the throne being abdicated. The company's been stagnant. This time last year, WCW was neck and neck with WWF in the hotly contested Monday Night Ratings War; we were going back and forth all summer long for ratings supremacy. Two years ago, Vince McMahon's outfit was being crushed by the New World Order and Sting's incredible chase for revenge. Here in September of 1999, and we're second best by a long shot. Yeah, we've been close the past two weeks to the WWF, but all summer long, are product has stunk, and we've been a laughing stock. I guess No Limit Soldiers, KISS, an unsolved Hummer hit, Randy Savage beating women, and Sid randomly attacking people - I think for not joining his new softball team... I'm not sure - hasn't been the huge hits Bischoff thought they'd be. 1999 has seen a lot of lows though, Fingerpoke and all, but somehow, it's all been topped - or lowed? Does that make sense, you? - by this summer.
World Championship Wrestling is an empire. And empires, they have always done one thing at some point or another. Fail. Fall. WCW is falling, burning down in flames. We spend money like a kid in a candy store. We have a flagship 3-hour show that nobody wants to sit through because it's so damn long and has so much damn filler. We have a "B" show that is getting destroyed in the ratings by Vince's new Rock show already. Do people still watch Saturday Night? We pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to men who don't ever even wrestle anymore. That's probably why a money-man got put in charge. Bill Busch, an accountant, is your new Senior Vice President of WCW, which really means, we're losing money fast, and he's been put in position to stop the hemorrhaging.
Bill Busch, nice guy. Met him a few times, he seems alright. Don't know a lick about wrasslin' though. That's probably why he put me in charge. Me, I know professional wrestling. I live it, I breathe it. Hell, if I could, I'd eat it. Although, I have ate blood, sweat, and tears while wrestling... does that count? I'm a little new to this position though - being in charge of booking a wrestling promotion. Hopefully I'm good at it, right? It's only your livelihood at stake!
As of right now, that's all I know. I'm in charge of the creative department, and it's my job not to screw things up. I have no idea what Bill Busch's definition of that is, or more important, the corporate shmucks above Bill Busch's definition of what that is. I'm sure I'll find out more soon because well, Fall Brawl just went off the air, and that means I have less than 24-hours to go until I, starting from scrap, book Monday Night Nitro.
WCW is failing, and it's my job to fix it. I heard a quote, years ago, that said, "when an Empire falls... who will be there pick up the pieces?"
Well, I guess the answer to that question... is me.
Until next time...
Me, Myself, and & I