WWE Monday Night Raw

It's your life in a box, enjoy the beef.

WWE Monday Night Raw has been on the air since January 11, 1993, or 28 years of weekly wrestling television. Often hailed (by its creator) as breathing new life into how wrestling was presented, Raw has, instead, been mostly terrible for the duration of its long-running, weekly onslaught against people who like wrestling, old people who inexplicably prop up WWE's ratings, and people who are either addicted to WWE or the USA Network, where characters are welcome except for between the hours of 8pm-11-pm EST every Monday night.

Has it had moments? Years, even? Of course, but what is one 1997 against one ThunderDome era? There are probably years of your existence where you didn't watch wrestling that can be traced back to some terrible moment on Raw. Mine happened at a Raw in Detroit, where the helpfully ran the Kane/Katie Vick/Triple H necrophilia angle back so I'd have context for a casket match. If it meant not going through that, I'd punch the erase button on 28 years of wrestling history easy.

Is it an important show? Sure, but plenty of important things in wrestling history are awful. It's just that most of them have nowhere near as much rope as WWE has been afforded for the majority of my life to waste the time of its fans and talent. But John Cena wrestled Keven Federline on it once, so it's not all bad.