Villains come in all shapes and sizes. They’re not always pretty. Sometimes they take what they want by force. And sometimes, they’re incipiently slick and persuasive enough to corrupt even the most loyal into giving in to their sense of greed with the promise of untold riches and rings. However, they’re all ruthless in their own ways, be it trash talking and rebounds, delivering hard elbows and collecting scalps, or having a forked tongue slipperier than any amount of brylcreem worked into a slick-back power ‘do from the mid-80s. And Sometimes they’re devoid of guile: merely some three-point slinging ‘roided up Turks (in both senses of the word) playing out of their minds.