I miss when people just loved wrestling and didn’t feel a need to shit on any little thing.
Not just anything, grand scheme.
Y’all forget that we are all just regular ass people too.
Just watch and love wrestling.
Last Friday, I had a knife pulled on me and held to my neck in the ring mid-promo in a situation I had no prior knowledge or approval of by a wrestler that was intoxicated and under the influence. I was then told we could work together or “shit would get rough for me.”
