There once was a time when I could fight to the hills for Wrestling fans - against all these clever numbskulls who would quote me bits about Wrestling being made up (blah blah)
I still would - if I could bring myself to watch it.
I was delighted when Randy won the title! something fresh me though - and yes him chasing is also interesting but Randy made me feel excited - just like I used to get (around 00/01 time)
so come the next PPV I stayed up to watch even though I work F/T now (in Management none-the-less) only to see the inev-iti-f**K-evitble happen with him dropping it to the shiny bodied big nosed creature.
so I haven't watched Wrestling again because of that, it triggered a pissed off me with Wrestling, hell maybe I should go screw Linda Mac and maybe I will get what I want - do what I want and say what I want - because I am screwing a McMahon.
on anothe point, I see the Million Dollar man is back - alongside Virgil and is again figthing the Undertaker *awaites fake Taker*
*sigh*
What happened to Wrestling that was fun, where I would stay up late and sleep the next day but not care because I enjoyed it???
AD.