In mid-2014, Kevin says farewell to the indies, says goodbye to being Kevin, and becomes, uh... Kevin. (He is always Kevin).
Im crying again. What a beatiful journey. I literally read it the first time super fast, i dont think i´ve understood all of it and then, when i stopped, i knew this was magical. I came back, i forced myself to read, to enjoy, to even cry if i needed too. Its been amazing. I have memorized some of the paragraphs, and well, thank you. Thank you so much for writing, for your nice replies. I know there´s a book coming so im counting the days. But if its okay, i´d love to come and comment raw, or new storylines. I wouldnt like to spam here so its ifs it not, thats fine too. Thank you.
I love you.
Now that preliminary sentiments are out of the way, I'd like to start off by saying that like many kids in the 90s, I infrequently watched the Attitude Era, but it became routine in the tail-end of the Ruthless Aggression Era and the dawn of the PG era before waning, surging with CM Punk's brief tenure as the disgruntled champion before plummeting in the wake of his departure.
The most remarkable story I'd seen in the golden period between the Ruthless Aggression and PG eras was the feud between Rey Mysterio and Eddie Guerrero. Two Latinos who had come to the WWE from WCW, dwarfed by the traditional colossi, and putting on fantastic displays to demand absolute suspension of disbelief through their prowess in the ring. The Eddie and Rey won the tag titles together, I was overjoyed. When they lost through blatant cheating, I was crestfallen. And when Eddie turned on Rey, I was horrified. Of all the villainies in a narrative, betrayal from a bosom brother sits arrogantly at the top of the booing order (can't say sister because women in wrestling have not been afforded as many opportunities for their characters to shine like that, female tag teams that split and feuded have yet to capture that spark).
Rey, a masked babyface who couldn't go on the mic as well as he could in the ring, was in stark contrast to his unhinged, unstable best friend who cleaned out every soap in a supermarket to deliver operatic promos that left indelible impressions on the industry.
I stumbled into NXT with Takeover: Fatal-4 where Sami lost his rightly earned and deserved championship opportunity, and rooted for him at R-Evolution with reckless abandon through the weeks of passionate promos to build the story. When Kevin Owens (fka Steen) was announced as a signee and close collaborator with Sami, I delved into their storied past and was thrilled at his impending debut at the same event.
For me, the feud/friendship between Kevin and Sami reminds me of the unfettered brilliance of Rey and Eddie's feud (if you haven't seen it, I'd recommend it). Sami can cut better promos than Rey, but it's impossible to deny the shared qualities of Eddie and Kevin. They both speak calmly with a warm air before bursting into bitter, hateful promos with hoarse, raspy shouts that erase every iota of affability that one would associate with their characters. Most importantly, they both are able to present a very particular look in their eyes - that of a person who just wants to destroy everything around them.
Whether contrived or naturally, Kevin and Sami's friendship shattering into a bloody feud at R-Evolution sent my memory hurtling back to 2004-2005 when another longtime friendship had dared to drag in the personal history between two people and wove them into the tapestry of weekly television.
Will Kevin turn on Sami again for one final run? While I'm almost two decades older than when I saw Eddie turn on Rey, I have grown far more sensitive and vulnerable to immersive narratives. My heart would break and I would weep, and this chill surrounding my heart says it is no inconceivable, because Kevin and Sami know just how brightly they can burn their win at WrestleMania for a vitriolic feud on the main roster to end their careers. I'm already tearing up just thinking about the monster that Kevin will unleash.