I thought, even when I was a kid, that wrestling was dumb. Once in a while, while flipping through the dials, I would find something to laugh at (not with) but that was the extent of it.
Wrestling today has gotten more extreme, and I like it even less.
I saw ECW (Extreme Championship Wrestling) live in raleigh (the record company i work for put out an ECW-themed album) and the sight of seven year olds screaming “Fuck you!” while their daddies looked on upsat thet their son used the word fuck only once in a sentance (“You can do better than that, boy!”) was a shocker…
I listened carefully, and I swore I heard Nero rosining up his bow…
That said, I went to a local wresting league here in the Carolinas at the request of a friend. Southern Championship Wrestling it is called. They met in a corwded, tiny little bar. It was totally kitschy in a humorous way. Such as:
Wrestlers kill each other at the same time. Both are laying motionless. Suddenly someone comes in the ropes, drags one prone body on top of the other, the ref counts the one on the bottom out as being pinned!
Ref gets in the ring. The other ref is like, “It’s my turn.” The forst ref is like, “No it’s not, it’s my turn!” Next thing you know, they’re wrestling it out.
Plus, at this level, they all seemed to care more about wrestling moves as opposed to hitting someone with a chair. Believe it or not, there is an art to it.
Plus, without TV’s sensationalistic pitches designed to get young’uns, SCW’s crowd was college kids and above. Despite that, it was far less confrontational than the counterparts.
All I know is if I had a kid who started screaming “Suck it!” I would have to think about moderating his TV habits a bit heavier.
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