The lights dim.
As they do, we start to hear the roar of the crowd. There is an exciting buzz in the air. Somewhere in the front row, a kid is holding his handmade Jeff Hardy sign hoping he sees it.
He or she hears the music hit, and that is when the magic happens. At this moment, he is watching his favorite hero battle it out with all he has.
This kid doesn't know or care if wrestling is fake. To this child, the only thing that matters is what he sees in front of him.
My friends, this is when the true magic of professional wrestling takes place. At one point, neither you, I or any wrestling fan for that matter, knew how the world of wrestling worked. It was a simpler times that we cherished and love.
While many fans of professional wrestling grow out of it and move on with their lives; we, the dedicated, are still proud to say that we love pro wrestling. What is it though that keeps us intertwined with wrestling? In a world that is today very scary and real, it seems silly to root for a fake sport where it has no real importance.
Maybe it’s because we don't want to see the harsh world for what it is.
In wrestling, it is very simple: you have good guys and bad guys. They battle it out in the ring, and represent what’s right and what’s wrong, and to us it is an escape into an imaginary world. It’s a world of no real consequences and no boundaries.
Maybe in this crazy realm, in which we indulge our self's with so much passion, we identify our hidden self with the wrestler we root for. In the real world, we have many problems that we have to confront. How do we make the mortgage payment? Will I be able to pass my finals? How do I cope being stuck in a wheelchair?
These are just a few of the harsh problems we encounter. There isn't an age gap in wrestling that discriminates life's problems. Just look around you and you won’t have to look hard to see what I’m saying.
Wrestling gives us a quick escape from that reality. Just go to any event, whether you’re at a big arena or you local high school. You will run into many different people of different ages. It is here that you can look at the guy in the wheelchair and not pity him. Instead you can relate with him.
You can scream at the top of your lungs at the guy in the ring. You can do this with the 70-year-old man that is sitting right besides you doing the same thing. There is no prejudice in this kooky world. As white and black, boy and girl, or young and old stand together as equals.
The wrestlers give us their bodies, hearts, and souls. In return, we give them the sense of belief that keeps them going. Bookers and writers give us a story to follow and make outrages characters to root for. However, it is us fans that keeps those stories alive with the kid in us that wants to believe.
I will admit I am 34 years old. I have an almost wife, a house that I can barely afford, and ungrateful kids that drain the life out of me.
When I go to, or turn on pro wrestling that all goes away. I am no longer that 34-year-old just scraping by. I am child again in the front row holding my homemade Macho Man sign rooting for my hero, oblivious to the outside world along with the other kids and older kids in the arena doing the exact same thing.
I probably will be until the day I die, and you know what, I’m okay with that. No matter what anyone thinks or cares.
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