So… wrestling has become a real thing in our house lately. I was mad about it at first, but my amusement got the better of me and now we’re tuning in pretty regularly for the likes of Monday Night Raw and Friday Night Smackdown.
Mike never watched wrestling regularly before, but he was familiar with it as a kid and the reason we turned it on to begin with. I never knew anything about wrestling except that Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was part of that crowd before becoming my favorite family film actor, and that wrestling was violent and fake and my mom would die if she knew I was melting my brain by watching it. Sorry mom.
I get invested in TV drama very easily. Back in college I religiously watched reality shows like VH1′s Tool Academy and Real Chance of Love, and MTV’s Paris Hilton’s My New BFF. The worse the shows were, the more I liked them. The drama felt more real when the premises were ridiculous, as opposed to shows like The Bachelor that pretty much feel scripted from start to finish. As you can imagine, this put professional wrestling right up my alley.
Tool Academy — THIS was quality television.
It took me an episode and a half of Monday Night Raw to learn the names of a few of the wrestlers — Dolph Ziggler (who looks like the lovechild of Zach Morris and AC Slater), John Cena, CM Punk, AJ Lee — which is about as long as it took me to start caring about everything that happens to them. Seriously, it’s like finding a stray dog on the street, and the second you give it a name it’s not leaving your house or heart ever again.
Last night we hosted a party to watch the Royal Rumble, which, by the way, is a pay-per-view event that we paid a ridiculous $60 to watch. If you’re not as acquainted with wrestling as I am these days, the Royal Rumble is a last-man-standing battle between 30 fighters. The match starts between two guys, and every 30 seconds someone new is added to the ring. It’s cheesy, absurd — and we had so much fun watching. Was the show worth $60? Maybe, at least because we had really good company.
Before you get too concerned about our new hobby though (mom) rest assured that we’re still doing real adventurous things like trapeze and improv classes (me) and working on house projects and cooking plenty of chili to get us through the winter (Mike). So what if we tune in twice a week to hear what the Rock is cooking, too?