Welcome to the squared circle of chaos—WWF War Zone on N64! It’s 1998, your cartridge won’t blow itself, and Stone Cold is about to stun the pixels out of everyone.

This game brought attitude-era madness straight to your living room with blocky graphics, trash talk, and those impossible-to-pull-off finishers. Whether you button-mashed your way to victory or got KO’d by your little cousin spamming taunts, War Zone was pure wrestling nostalgia—no mercy, no chill, just sweat, slams, and glory.