It's big, it's ugly and it looks like something swallowed and coughed back up from another period in wrestling. Enough about Devon, however. It's the TNA Television Championship at No. 3.
For a title that's only been around for four years, it's been known by a lot of names. First it was the TNA Legend's Championship—for Legends. The TNA Global Championship—for non-Americans. Today it's the TNA Television Championship—for television, one would assume.
Either way, it's wasted on the likes of Devon. What should be a stepping stone for the stars of tomorrow is lost on someone who is already established—long established at that, and someone that no one wants to see.
The rules for the Television Championship command a fighting champion: someone who can not only deliver a standout performance week after week, but someone the fans want to see. Devon, again, is neither.
Magnus, Samoa Joe, Austin Aries, Matt Morgan and even Bully Ray are both those things. And all would contribute something to both the Championship and the TNA story arch.
Yet random appearances on TNA Fight Night from Devon is the best they've got.