In response to this thread.
First, if you wish to pour bleach into your eyeballs, let me the first to offer you a fresh bottle.
When I logged on today, I was actually hoping to find a wrestling thread, given the news about Chris Benoit which broke this week.
God knows why. I should have known it would mostly be people screaming, “but it’s FAAAAKE!!!”
Look, we fucking know it’s fake.
Do you sleep more soundly after watching CSI, knowing that Grissom has put another bad guy behind bars? Of course you don’t- you know it’s fake (feel free to replace CSI with the TV show of your choice). And yet you watch.
Why? Why the fuck do you watch it? You already know what’s going to happen. We’re only halfway through the season; of course character X can’t die yet. Why watch a movie? They’re generally blatantly unrealistic. How come none of the aliens in Independence Day noticed that the fighter that just docked with Will Smith and Jeff Goldblum on board had been missing for 40 years? Perhaps they were wrestling fans, and thus too low on the evolutionary scale to catch details like that. The willing suspension of disbelief works with wrestling just as with any other quasi-realistic art form. Deep down inside I know that muscular blond guy doesn’t REALLY want to hurt the slightly less muscular dark-haired guy… but he says he does, and he does a pretty good job of making it appear as though he is, so what the hell, I’ll play along for the next ten minutes.
I surmise from your name that you’re a hockey fan. Why? It’s mostly fighting anyway; wrestling should be right up your alley. Why the fuck are you poking fun at wrestling, when you happily watch an hour of grown men on goddamn ice skates?
Of course, wrestling is lowbrow. It appeals to the lowest common denominator, right? Inbred types and knuckle-draggers all.
Screw you, budday. When I was in college, I went to frat parties, even though I knew damn well that a) they were predictable, and b) they’d be full of morons. Why’d I go? Because they were fun. For a couple of hours a week, it was enjoyable to chug beers, make monkey noises, and try to get laid. Actually, I was always trying to get laid… it was just easier at frat parties.
But I digress. You freely admit that you can’t/won’t watch more than three seconds of it. I would venture to suggest that said admission would be a good reason not to offer an opinion upon the topic. How can you judge something you know nothing about?
Those of us that do watch will tell you that the point is precisely that you DON’T know what’s going to happen, even if it’s scripted. Sure, I can predict the outcomes of perhaps 80% of the matches on a given telecast. What makes it entertaining is the 20% I predict wrongly, and wondering if this match is the one with the twist. Hell, I predicted 75% of NFL games correctly last season; I should stop watching, I guess.
Does that piledriver really hurt? Not much, but it looks cool, and I know from experience how difficult it is to do it correctly. Plus, some of it really does hurt. You try falling six feet onto anything harder than a bed, and tell me how it feels.
Wrestlers gain fan support in several ways. The easiest is being funny. Worked like a charm for The Rock and others. If you’d been watching him in his prime, you’d have laughed too. Smackdown Hotel was one of the ten funniest things I’ve ever seen. Same goes for The Rock and Mankind doing “This is Your Life”. Other wrestlers just wrestle well. Yes, there really is a difference. Hulk Hogan’s wrestling style is genuinely boring; basically, a lot of punchkick with the occasional bodyslam.
The top workers, on the other hand (workers=wrestlers, in the sense of actually wrestling) can be awesome to watch, if you give them a chance. Casual fans never liked Chris Benoit, because he a) wasn’t funny, and b) was generally just not a sympathetic character. People just don’t like Canadians, I guess. Still, those who appreciate such things will all tell you that he was one of the top five in-ring talents of the last twenty years. Inasmuch as these things are quantifiable, I could rank wrestlers by in-ring talent as easily as ESPN ranks shortstops.
Anyway, all this is a meandering way of getting to my main point, which is as follows:
Yes, wrestling can be simple and predictable. It doesn’t have to be. You can enjoy great things on multiple levels- a movie on, say, both plot and number of cool explosions. Wrestling can be enjoyed the same way- lots of yelling and cool entrances for the kids; lots of tits for the males aged 21-34; wrestling, the actual in-ring performance, for anyone who stops to appreciate it. Just because you haven’t found your ring at the circus doesn’t mean there isn’t one for you. But don’t you fucking dare to take shots at those who have- there isn’t an interest in your life that isn’t indescribably lame on some level; just because ours happens to be an easy target, you’re not impressing anyone when you take a shot at it. So fuck off.