See, I get a little encouragement and now I won't shut up.
People are always shocked when they find out I'm a fan of wrestling. "Why?" they want to know. "It's so trashy. It's so sexist." How can I explain it to them?
It was my stepfather who first introduced me to wrestling. He loved to watch WCW, back in the mid-80's. Since we only owned one TV, that meant everyone watched it. It was the storylines which hooked me in. I would lay a book in my lap and read during the actual matches. I thought they were boring. Oh, but I loved to watch the promos. Big, sweaty, brightly-dressed men calling each other out. The intrigue, the shifting alliances, the mind games, the sheer drama of it all. My stepdad and I would debate who was going to turn and who was going to come out the winner. In fact, this was the only thing my stepdad and I ever really talked about at all. It was the only common ground we had.
He took me to my first live show. When the evil heel used a foreign object on the babyface, stepdad and I both screamed ourselves hoarse trying to get the referee's attention. "Did he use something?" the ref asked us. "Yes," we screamed back. "No, no," the heel insisted. "I'm innocent!" Of course, the ref believed the heel and the match went on. Of course, in the end, the face valiantly fought back against the seemingly unbeatable odds and was victorious. We all went home happy because the good guy won.
That's why I fell in love with wrestling. Because it told me that good guys win in the end if they just try hard enough. Unfortunately, in these days of cool heels, the good guys don't win as often any more. Hey, I love the heels, too. They tend to be my favorite characters, because they are the most entertaining. In the end, though, I still want them to lose and the good guys to win. I'm always waiting for that epic moment when the good guy raises his hand in victory over the fallen body of his evil opponet. That's why I keep watching.
Well, that and those rock-hard abs.
So, how did you become a fan? And, what has kept you watching, even through the bad times?
Good question. I would have to say it was a devious formula that got me hooked. First, enter the boys I hung out with. I was a tomboy, go figure, so I hung out with a lot of boys and they watched wrestling. Wasn't *that* into it but dealt with it. As I got a little bit older, add in a dosage of hormones, one girlfriend that I finally found that was like me (for swooning purposes), and the final swooping blow to the rest of my life: Ricky 'The Dragon' Steamboat. After seeing that boy live at the tender and vulnerable age of 13...there was no turning back.
I have to admit if I feel it's sucking I don't watch it. I think there's an entire 5 years in my hectic life that did not involve wrestling. But I think once you get a taste of it, it's hard to let to go, and the smallest catalyst can drag you back in.
Well, my explanation's also in an old forum on this thread, but since I'm not up for the HTML stuff, I'll reprint it for you in Italics...
"Well, it's great to be here, first of all. Actually, I just started to watch wrestling when I was a baby, and I was stuck watching it with my four brothers all day because I couldn't watch The Smurfs in my big sister's room (She always threw me out!), LOL. The habit just kind of stuck since then. Oh yeah, and the guys are hot (not all of them, of course)! If it wasn't for the hot guys, I'd stop a long time ago. Oh, and I might get some gasps of disbelief out of you, but I'm not too big on the soap opera aspects myself. I just think it's too silly for me, and I'd laugh at it anyway."
That sums it up as best as I can make it.
Old people aren't the solution to current problems. Oh god, is that SABLE?! We miss you already, Kurt!
If I remember right, I first started watching it when I was about five (maybe four) when my mom still lived at my grandma's farm. My uncle also lived there and he would watch wrestling and since there was nothing better to do, I watched it with him. And since I thought the Undertaker looked cool, I'd always cheer him on (yeah, I was cheering on the bad guys even when I was little). But back then I thought everyone else was boring.
But I didn't really get into wrestling until about four-five years ago. I just decided to watch it one day to see why the media hated it so and I got hooked.
What makes you turn off wrestling, change the channel, walk out of the room, get a snack, or do laundry? I really hope I don't see the day where RAW is so irritating or horrible that I actually opt to do laundry.