Let Me Powerbomb You First, Tell Me if it Hurts……..
When I was a kid maybe 8 or 9 , I remember being at a friends house and on the television was Wrestlemania 4. Now I had never seen wrestling before this or if I had I don’t remember. I sat there watching in spectacle for over 4 hours, yes 4 hours. At the time that was a long time for a kid to watch a single show. That night I watched in amazement as this high flyer made his way through one opponent and then the next. First he came down and fought and won defiantly , his second round he got beat down a bit and the third he was suffering badly but through sheer will pulled out a win. Finally he reached the main event and in that event he fought against the million dollar man with the larger than life , Andre the Giant at ringside. I didn’t even know what to think, this guy, this macho man was amazing to watch and from that night I was hooked. I loved Saturday afternoon wrestling, Saturday night main events and so many others over the years. Randy Savage changed my life and made me a life long fan, however around the time I was 18 a new guy hit the scene and he was flamboyant and about to fight in an hour long ironman match. Now this had never been done before that I had witnessed so me and a bunch of my friends gathered in one guys bedroom around the tv and watched as HBK fought one of the most hard fought matches (we thought at the time) to win the WWF title from our Canadian hero , Bret Hart. Now I am Canadian, but something about this young kid struck a chord with me and he quickly became my hero. I watched as he had some amazing matches, ie. HBK vs Mankind , I think that might have been a good one. I watched as he lost his smile and watched as he got hurt and left. During this time me and my friends rode the WWF train through the attitude era all the while flipping each other off , telling people to suck it and to know their role. Now im about 23 or so and my hero leaves indefinitely and I found myself in limbo , there was nobody I truly liked as my secondary. I was never an undertaker fan or hulk Hogan or even the outsiders or Goldberg. I think sting came closest to someone I could relate to. Then suddenly this guy who had been beside my hero for a couple of years suddenly made a big move and his larger than life personality came out and I found myself turning myself from being the young kid who idolized the arrogant , im the best ,HBK to a more rough , tough and mean HHH. In this new era of violence that emerged I watched in complete awe as my new hero (even though he was a villain) had some of the best matches I had ever watched. Most people liked Stone Cold or the Rock, not me. HHH all the way, him and Mick Foley were the two guys who I could look at on a weekly basis and say “this is it, it doesn’t get any better than this.” Now we roll forward some years, im now almost 40, I have been a fan for over 30 years and I defend my sport to the end. When people used to tease me about being a fan when I was young and green I would feel ashamed. Now when people tell me how fake wrestling is , I turn around in my stalkiest, HHH attitude I can muster and ask them to let me powerbomb them and then give me their take on how fake it feels. Most turn me down. J Wrestling is amazing and anyone who says otherwise is one of two things, ignorant and never watched enough to make a valued opinion. Or two used to like it and was only a fan because of the attitude era and now is too cool or too grown up to like it. I beg to differ, I look at wrestling as a right of passage. When I was little my grandfather watched it with me and passed me on the tradition and to this day he still talks about it with me from time to time. I in turn have passed on the love of the WWE to my children, my sons and daughters are all well versed and at one time or another have all had their favorites. Even my wife cheers for John Cena and Daniel Bryan and curses the TV when Randy Orton appears or Brock decimates people. I know this sort of long and I apologize but in todays day and age when I read many of the articles and blogs of people who bash on our beloved sport I just have to stop and wonder who these people are and why are your personalities so damaged that you have nothing but hate and an I know whats best for WWE attitude in your hearts. Remember there is a reason that everyone comes to this sport and loves it , maybe you are young and that’s what today’s generation does is judge and think they know everything about everything. But let me tell you, in ten years when you look back and john cena and Daniel bryan are gone or in a HHH non-wrestling capacity, remembering when the undertaker was a feared and destructive force, mick foley was the hardcore king and edge was the TLC king. When WWE was PG, you will look at the current era of PG programming fondly remembering all the great memories of the here and now. PG doesn’t stand for parental guidance folks, it stands for “pretty great”. Daniel Bryan, CM Punk, The Shield , Dolph Ziggler, The Wyatts, John Cena , The Authority, Undertaker and Kane just to name a few. Need I say more.