Top 5 WWE Superstars

I love me some WWE. I love it more than football, basketball, and any other sport someone puts in front of me. The WWE combines wrestling with a soap opera, which satisfies my girly-girl and tomboy sides. I have people I connect with to cheer for, exciting moves to anticipate, and I never have to deal with an off-season.
I returned to the WWE a few years ago and managed to find a new batch of kids to support, and since I'm an adult, I appreciate the actual wrestling bit a little more. So here's my list of my top 5 favorite in-ring performers. Take note: I wished I owned/worked for the WWE, but I don't, and this isn't a list of who are the best wrestlers. These are just my favorite five to watch, for whatever reason. Who knows, maybe we'll agree on someone!

5. The Rock: The Rock means a lot to me. He was my first crush, and therefore shaped my preferences in the opposite sex. He was my favorite wrestler from the moment I saw him at 7 years old, watching Smackdown for the first time. I also enjoy the show this fine piece of man puts on in the ring. When I'm not admiring his tattoos, I'm nodding my head appreciatively at the "know your role!" moves he puts on his opponents. The Rock smacks people down with authority.

4.  The Undertaker: This feels a little blasphemous. I've lived in fear and awe of the Undertaker for over 13 years, and putting him at number four feels.... wrong. Every time I see one of his matches, especially a streak match at Wrestlemania, it drains me emotionally and physically. For a man his age with all of his crazy wrestling history, he can still dole it out and take it. When he goes for a Tombstone, I'm cringing for the victim. When he puts someone in a Hell's Gate, I'm begging them to tap for their lives. Taker can always get a reaction out of me, and is one of the most intense performers I've ever seen.
 
This still feels so blasphemous. I feel like I should put Undertaker at number one, if only for the safety of my immortal soul. Well, I've already come this far. It's only a blog.


3. Rey Mysterio: Do you know those things those vendors at the mall would demonstrate? Those little furry worms that they pull on a string and make them wiggle in cups and around your ankles and stuff? Well, Rey Mysterio reminds me of them, and it's for that reason that my brother and I call him Slidey. Rey has no problem flipping around and whirling around the human body like it was some kind of jungle gym at the park. He's so much fun to watch, and with his height and sweetness, so easy to root for as well. I always enjoy seeing his matches, especially when he's paired up with another high-flyer. I still want that Rey Mysterio vs. Sin Cara match!

2. Randy Orton: My favorite wrestler of all time is Randy Orton. From the moment I saw him in 2005 during a random channel flip, I loved him, and not in a romantic way either. He was a heel, and I was like "I want to manage that guy." Now I want to be his best friend, and why not? The Viper is fluid in the ring, and his R.K.O. seems deadly in action.When the Viper strikes and you see that he's hearing those voices in his head, you back the hell out of the ring and pay that demi-god some tribute.





1. John Morrison: Don't give me that look, he's not number one because he's hot with abs that can double as a breakfast plate. He's super-fun to watch perform, and like he proved in 2011, he'll jump at the chance to do a really cool and high-risk stunt. He dropped from the top of the Elimination Chamber onto an opponent. He saved himself in the Royal Rumble by jumping on the barricade and jumping back onto the steel steps to climb back into the ring. And my favorite move, the Starship Pain, is more than cheer-worthy, especially when it works. He was a refreshing talent in an industry filled with beefed-up juggernauts who used strength instead of speed and creativity. His match for the Intercontinental Championship against Rey Mysterio is one of my favorite matches of all time!


And that's my list...... is that fog? Why did my lights go out? *Dong!* *gasp* Undertaker, NO!! I'll fix it! You're number one! You're number-! *My floor splits open and the Undertaker rises from it, lifting me by my throat and tombstoning me.*