You’re Damn Right Brodus Clay is a Future Main Event Draw
__________________________________________________________________________With Husky Harris’ recent burial, many people have already curbed their expectations for fat wrestlers everywhere including one Brodus Clay. As understandable as this is it’s worth mentioning that Clay should not be unfairly discriminated against by fans because he certainly will not be by WWE.
Brodus Clay is a different type of ‘fat guy’ than Husky Harris, who is talented in his own right but too small to fill (no pun intended) the monster heel role yet his overly exposed physique has apparently inhibited him from really getting over as an athletic big man with the powers that be.
I am still of the belief that Harris has a future in WWE given his talent, but that’ll be an uphill battle in such a rippling sea of aestheticism. Clay, however, won’t be viewed as just some fat guy. Clay is King Kong Bundy with the workrate. He’s a more aerodynamic version of the Big Show, not to mention he’s ugly – so much so that there is an inherent marketability factor that comes with his menacing mug commensurate with his size. He’s a monster the same way Abdullah the Butcher was a monster, where it would be plausible to ponder the legitimacy of his links to the human race.
If Shrek were a real person, WWE would sign him in a second with intentions of making him the biggest and most marketable babyface of all time. Brodus Clay is Shrek, if Shrek were a pale asshole who frightened children and devoured their younger infant siblings right in front of them. As different as those two Shrek’s sound, the cash they’d make Vince McMahon at the end of the day, if properly booked, would be mighty similar.
Forgetting the fact that Clay has celebrity ties to Snoop Dogg, ties which benefited David Otunga and his marriage to Jennifer Hudson, Clay has incorporated a battlecry into his arsenal of menacing heel tactics similar to that of Ric Flair’s ‘wooo!’ Except Clay’s ‘woooo! is not a ‘wooo!’ it’s a ‘SHEEEE!’ A term that if you heard a 350 pounder north of 6’5 bellow at the mall you would quickly gather your Sbarro’s and evacuate the premise even if you didn’t know what the hell he was talking about.
‘Sheee!” will get over, by the way. A cliche’ frequented by NFL analysts is that the NFL is a copycat league. While this may be true, pro wrestling perfected the art of the copy cat league over a period of decades as what is old is always new again. And while Brodus Clay is far from the type of heel that Ric Flair was and still is, Clay’s respective war whoop will be echoed by the myriad of WWE fans in attendance should WWE say so – which this observer strongly feels they will.
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Tags: Brodus Clay, Charlie Sheen, NXT, Ric Flair, Sheeee, Snoop Dogg, Vince McMahon, WWE
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