There are only two things I have ever fallen in love with at first sight: my husband and professional wrestling.
A blind date introduced me to my husband, and he introduced me to wrestling. For the first few months we dated, he would reference wrestling frequently, always followed by an embarrassed laugh and a "yeah, I'm a nerd". In my efforts to impress him and in the hopes of capturing the coveted "cool girlfriend" title, I asked him to show me some. Late one night, he did just that.
I had never watch wrestling before that night. Growing up in Baptist high school, it wasn't exactly on my radar. Even though the Monday Night Wars were raging during my prime media consuming years, I wasn't paying attention. It wasn't good enough to be church endorsed, but it wasn't bad enough to satiate my teenage rebellion needs. Plus, wasn't it fake? All those teenage prejudices came rushing back now as 10 years later I was about to watch my first match. I braced myself, reminded myself how happy my grandmother would be if I could just find a husband, and started to watch.
Five minutes later, I was in love.
Not with the guy, grandma could wait. But those images....Samoa Joe, Christopher Daniels, AJ Styles in their three way match from Unbreakable '05....I was entranced. Those flips, the turns, the beauty, the dance, the violence....it was like nothing I'd ever seen. I asked him to bring over more.
The clever man obliged the next night, bringing over some Mick Foley. A few promos later, and I was in for life. The wordplay, the intensity, the ability to make you completely unable to look away.....I had never seen people with this sort of charisma and skill.
Slowly but surely, my boyfriend became my Historian, showing me the ways of wrestling, past and present. I watched documentaries, read New York Times bestselling books and lousy internet wrestling columns alike. After a little while, the Historian became my husband, and our family is growing....most recently with the addition of the Shawn Michael's collection. From bootlegged WCW to DVRed TNA, we've got quite a handful.
Frankly, this weirds my brother out to no end.
This blog's for him.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
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