Tommy Dreamer, Bully Ray & Wrestling's Old Guard On Trial

Hey, you jabronis! Tensions are reaching a fever pitch, and wrestling's fiercest rivalry will not be televised.

It's not happening on Netflix, TBS USA, or even in a ring.

It's unfolding in the IWC, the internet wrestling community, a virtual gathering of wrestlings yesterday, today, tomorrow, never will be's, and the passionate fan base watching it all burn in real time.

Opinions are flying, sides are being chosen, dirty laundry is being aired, personal shots are being taken.

And in the make-believe business of pro wrestling, things have become very real because reputations and livelihoods are being put on public trial.

Today, the keyboard is mightier than the sword.

Grievances go on front street, 280 characters or less.

And what we're really watching isn't just Tommy Dreamer drama or bully Ray Scuttlebutt.

What we're witnessing is a reckoning with pro wrestling's generational gap.

The old guard chastising the young for being soft, entitled, over sharers who prioritize personal emotions over collective enterprise.

And then...

The Young Lions, condemning the old guard for being toxic, outdated, abusive, corny con men.

A tale as old as time.

The old guard wants respect.

The Young Lions want the old guard extinct and the ugly little truth hiding right under the apron.

Every generation thinks it's here to save wrestling until the next generation comes along and tries to save wrestling from them.

Let's go.

Hey, you jabronis! Tensions are reaching a fever pitch, and wrestling's fiercest rivalry will not be televised.

It's not happening on Netflix, TBS USA, or even in a ring.

It's unfolding in the IWC, the internet wrestling community, a virtual gathering of wrestlings yesterday, today, tomorrow, never will be's, and the passionate fan base watching it all burn in real time.

Opinions are flying, sides are being chosen, dirty laundry is being aired, personal shots are being taken.

And in the make-believe business of pro wrestling, things have become very real because reputations and livelihoods are being put on public trial.

Today, the keyboard is mightier than the sword.

Grievances go on front street, 280 characters or less.

And what we're really watching isn't just Tommy Dreamer drama or bully Ray Scuttlebutt.

What we're witnessing is a reckoning with pro wrestling's generational gap.

The old guard chastising the young for being soft, entitled, over sharers who prioritize personal emotions over collective enterprise.

And then...

The Young Lions, condemning the old guard for being toxic, outdated, abusive, corny con men.

A tale as old as time.

The old guard wants respect.

The Young Lions want the old guard extinct and the ugly little truth hiding right under the apron.

Every generation thinks it's here to save wrestling until the next generation comes along and tries to save wrestling from them.

Let's go.