Alright, so you wanna know why that Cody fella, yeah, the one with the blonde hair, was actin’ all mean and nasty over in that Japan wrestlin’ place, New Japan, right? Well, lemme tell ya, it ain’t as simple as whippin’ up a batch of biscuits, no sir. It’s got layers, like one of them fancy cakes they sell in the city bakery.
First off, that New Japan place, it ain’t like the wrestlin’ we see ’round here. Them folks over there, they like things a bit…different. They cheer for who they wanna cheer for, boo who they wanna boo, don’t matter if you’re supposed to be the good guy or the bad guy. It’s all about respect and bein’ tough, see?
Now, Cody, he went over there after leavin’ that big WWE show. He wanted to prove somethin’, wanted to show them he was more than just Dusty Rhodes’ boy. He wanted to be a big deal, a top dog, a champion. And sometimes, to get to the top, you gotta get your hands dirty. You gotta be a bit of a…well, a heel, as they call it.
- He joined up with this Bullet Club gang, a bunch of foreigners, all swagger and sneers. They were the bad guys, the rebels, the ones who didn’t play by the rules.
- Cody, he fit right in. He started talkin’ trash, cheatin’ a little, doin’ whatever it took to win. He wasn’t tryin’ to be nobody’s friend, he was tryin’ to be the best, and he didn’t care who he stepped on to get there.
- He even dyed his hair blonde, all flashy and arrogant-like. He wanted you to know he was different, he was special, he was better than everyone else. And that rubbed some folks the wrong way, let me tell ya.
See, the thing is, sometimes bein’ the bad guy is the best way to get attention. It’s the best way to make people care, even if they care ’cause they wanna see you get your butt kicked. And Cody, he understood that. He knew that if he wanted to make a name for himself in New Japan, he had to go all in. He had to be the biggest, baddest heel they’d ever seen.
And it worked, didn’t it? People talked about him. They bought tickets to see him, just so they could boo him. They hated him, but they respected him too, ’cause he was good at bein’ bad. He was a natural, a real natural.
But it wasn’t just about bein’ mean for the sake of bein’ mean. Cody, he had a plan. He wanted to prove that he could be a top guy anywhere, even in a place like New Japan where things were done different. He wanted to show the world that he was a serious wrestler, not just some pretty boy who coasted on his daddy’s name.
And to do that, he had to shake things up. He had to make people uncomfortable. He had to be the villain. He had to be the heel. It was all part of the show, see? It was all part of the plan.
Now, some folks, they didn’t get it. They thought he was just bein’ a jerk. But those of us who’ve been watchin’ wrestlin’ for a long time, we understood. We knew that sometimes, the best way to tell a story is to have a good guy and a bad guy. And Cody, well, he played the bad guy role to perfection.
And let me tell you somethin’ else, bein’ a heel ain’t easy. It takes guts. It takes charisma. It takes a special kind of talent to make people hate you, but still want to see what you’re gonna do next. And Cody, he had all that and more.
So, why was Cody Rhodes a heel in New Japan? Well, like I said, it ain’t simple. It was about ambition, about proving himself, about makin’ a name for himself in a tough world. It was about playin’ the game, and playin’ it well. And let me tell you, Cody played that game better than most. He was a darn good heel, and that’s the truth, plain and simple. He got folks talkin’, he got folks riled up, and he made darn sure you wouldn’t forget him. That’s the sign of a good wrestler, no matter if they’re playin’ the good guy or the bad.
And you know, some folks are sayin’ he might turn heel again, even back in that WWE place. Now wouldn’t that be somethin’? See, that’s the thing about wrestling, keeps you on your toes, always guessin’ what they’re gonna do next. Just like life, I reckon.
Anyway, that’s my take on it. Some might say different, but that’s what I saw. Cody went over there, played the bad guy, and made a name for himself. And that, my friends, is the long and short of it.
