There are few, if any, honourable mentions. WWE segments are usually long-winded affairs scripted within an inch of their life. They somehow look worse on paper than they are to endure in reality.
The very worst example in recent memory was Dolph Ziggler’s first dressing down of Shinsuke Nakamura ahead of their match at Backlash.
“Enquiring minds wanna know: Who are your influences, who are you wearing, who are some of the big superstars you’ve looked up to?” Ziggler said. He then turned around to face the hard camera with a massive sh*t-eating grin plastered on his smug face, as if he’d just shot the funniest zinger you’ve ever heard.
Ziggler then proceeded to pull a bait and switch long con by comparing Nakamura to Michael Jackson. Get it? Because of his red jacket? Ziggler does stand-up comedy as a hobby. At least, let’s hope it is for his sake, and not some intended secondary career. His diatribe – all “huh champ?” and feigned insincerity – was as derivative as it gets. Divas Division circa 2010 bad.
WWE’s creative muscle is atrophied, but there is enough flex in it to deliver a knockout segment, when the occasion demands it.