Kane really cannot want to end it on this note, can he?
It’s even hard to call him Kane now, given his appearance. The Kane I once knew should be up on the shelf, his place taken now by Glenn Jacobs, a big tough guy from eastern Tennessee.
“Corporate Kane?” Don’t even go there. All he is doing is making the transition from in-ring performer to backstage worker, maybe as a road agent like so many other former WWE wrestlers.
We should not be surprised at what we are seeing, though. For the past couple of years, Kane has been just this side of a WWE comedy act. He used to strike fear in the hearts of his opponents. Not any more.
The character went from fearful to farcical. He got involved in a silly “anger management” storyline with Daniel Bryan and a quack therapist. He walked the backstage area toting one of the tag team championships shouting “I am the Tag Team Champion!”
Granted, his reign with Bryan as tag team titlists did breathe some new (albeit short) life into a dreadful tag team division. But then even that got old after a while.
There was one last grasp at some ring dignity before trading his leather mask for an ill-fitting dark suit. He used to be the self-proclaimed “Devil’s Favorite Demon” before he became “The Authority’s Favorite Minion.”
But on that fateful Monday night a couple of weeks ago, when the familiar organ music hit and Kane came out looking like a big old couch potato, I knew we had seen the last of his demon days.
Kane played with fire all of his life in WWE. Too bad he is ending that career making such an ash of himself.
Bill Atkinson is a contributor to Camel Clutch Blog and the owner of WrestleWatch. Follow Bill on Twitter at @BAtkinson1963, and visit WrestleWatch at www.wrestlewatch.com.
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