For some reason, the wrestling industry has found it really hard to get tag championships right. The WCW cruiserweight tag belts eagle design made them look like something a boy scout would be embarrassed to wear, the WWE women’s tag belts look like hubcaps for a rich kids tricycle and even New Japan Pro Wrestling, who otherwise make some of the most beautiful belts in existence, knocked out a pair of junior heavyweight tag belts that are so small and flimsy it looks like something the champions picked up at the merch stand before the show. And then we come to WWE tag straps, the smashed penny belts, like you’ve come in joint third at the caesars palace fancy dress competition for roman perverts. Ugly brown manhole covers made even worse by this god awful branded red and blue strap phrase that WWE insists on going through. The raw belts look like someone’s pierced a pair of giant dogs tongues and the smackdown ones look like someone’s sewn pocket change onto a mouldy sock. WWE, keep the intercontinental and the us titles, and send the rest of your main roster titles back to the shop, because you were ripped off, pal
8. Look At My Belt Belts
It is legitimately not fair to rag on indie promotions belts. They do not have the resources that major companies do, although look at these, sweet christ. But seeing as they’re partner with Amazon and ring of honour it’s a little less harsh to go after Dojo Pro seeing as its a show on Amazon Prime and made in association with ROH. The concept is actually quite fun. Every episode is one match as part of a winner stays on style gauntlet. Two men fight, with the winner carrying a white belt into the next episode, as someone new steps up to try and take it from him with the winner of the whole gauntlet getting a black belt. Pretty cool, except the belts look like this OH NO. It’s a belt belt and it’s a big yikes. Especially when people insist on carrying it on their shoulder. Like i get it, it was a new format and they tried something new, and that’s to be praised, you should check out the show itself, but the belts are bad and everyone involved should feel bad.
7. Concrete Jungle Where Belts Are Made Bad
We all like Tommy Dreamer, even though he has a slightly disconcerting vibe of Will Do Anything To Get On TV. He’s like Tom Greene got old – wait a minute – checks notes – he’s like Tom Green. He’s a cuddly glutton for punishment whose peak in WWE was winning this way too big silver slab of an ECW championship. A lot of people rag on the WWECW title design but it’s a michelangelo compared to another piece of hardware Tommy once strutted around. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the New York Hardcore Title and check please. In 2002, the wwe hardcore title belt was literally falling apart. Sure, it was always part of the joke of the hardcore title that it looked like literal trash but it was actually rotting, so WWE briefly extended its life by slapping the belt on bradshaw and renaming it the Texas Hardcore Title replete with a clip art texan flag plate on the front. Looks like the magikarp to the US title’s gyarados. When Tommy Dreamer won the belt later that year they gave us this, which is literally the old retired wwf european championship belt with a new york license plate glued on the front complete with a gift shop lady liberty holding a singapore cane. What better way of WWE thanking its spiritual home territory than this, which wouldn’t even be the top prize at your dad’s fight club. Fun fact, this awful version of the belt was the last iteration of the title before it was retired on Raw by Rob Van Dam in a unification match.
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