The booking committee has lost the plot
Today is April 13, 2026, and somehow we are already seeing promotional material for a match at WrestleMania 42. I checked the calendar twice to make sure I wasn't having a stroke. We are literally six days away from WrestleMania 41 in Las Vegas, yet the product is already pushing narratives for an event that doesn't exist on any sensible schedule.
Oba Femi and Brock Lesnar showed up on tonight's episode of Raw to trade barbs. The segment felt less like a wrestling promo and more like a fever dream directed by someone who skipped their medication. Bringing out the Beast for a feud that sounds like a hypothetical 2K26 simulation is a bold choice for live television.
The logic gap is getting wider
Triple H usually prides himself on long-term storytelling. This, however, is just weird. We are currently sitting near the April 13th episode of Raw, which should be the final high-octane gear turn for the Vegas weekend. Instead, the focus is split between the immediate card and some phantom future event.
Lesnar is a special attraction, not a guy you throw into a developmental-style hype cycle for a show that isn't even in the planning stages for most fans. It makes the actual upcoming card feel secondary. If the writers think this is genius, they might be the only ones hitting that note.
Where did the urgency go?
The pacing of these segments is disjointed. We have actual athletes prepping for physical matches this coming weekend, yet the air in the room was sucked out by this bizarre future-proofing. It is like an AI agent deployment: tons of buzz, zero actual utility, and a massive waste of resources.
We need to talk about the quality of the product being pushed behind the curtain. When you rely on nostalgia acts to sell a dream of a show that hasn't been announced, you aren't building a brand. You are just spinning wheels. This booking strategy peaked around 1999 and it has been downhill since.
The missed opportunity
There was a high-intensity energy during the mid-card segments that got completely overshadowed by the main-event nonsense. The tag team division is currently putting in the legwork to make the belts mean something again. Watching that effort get buried under a heap of speculative promos for nonexistent events is infuriating.
If the plan is to normalize this kind of disconnect between the current product and the actual schedule, the audience will tune out. We show up for the heat, the bumps, and the payoffs. We don't show up to watch management play fantasy draft with their own assets.
Final thoughts on the April 13 disaster
Coming into late April, usually known for WrestleMania weekend intensity, you expect a crisp delivery. You expect finality. What we got was a muddy, confused, and ultimately hollow presentation. The company has hit a wall, and rather than breaking through, they are staring at it, hoping it turns into a doorway.
The talent is doing their best to save the segments. Oba Femi is putting in real work to establish his credibility, but he deserves better than being shoehorned into a narrative that logic forgot. Zero stars for the booking team this week.
