Yes, I know professional wrestling is phony.
The injuries aren't, the unexpected happenings brought on by the human condition aren't, but the outcome of just about every match is.
But I still go to see pro wrestling when it hits my area, and it did last night.
The WWE, the 21st century version of the circus, put on a special, three-hour show last night at Nassau Coliseum, which is in my own backyard here on Long Island. My son is a huge wrestling fan, so we bought tickets months ago and the big night came yesterday.
Of course, I had a busy day at work, so as I entered the arena, I felt like I needed to take a nap.
We tried to go to our seats, but the doors that we would use to enter were blocked off. We walked some more, and more doors were blocked.
Finally, we walked in, but were several sections away from where we should have been.
We asked an usher about this, and he directed us to another usher who was holding tickets.
"You really lucked out tonight," the usher said. "The WWE extended the stage and backstage area, so I have to give you new tickets."
This had never happened to us before, but it was fine with me. A ticket upgrade--who would have thought it?
Our original seats were in nosebleed land, in the corner and all the way up in God's country. The new seats were several sections away, at the far end of the ring at an angle. Although we were still high up, we were in the first row of our section, and my seat actually abutted the stairs, so I could stretch out when I wanted to.
What a luxury during a three-hour wrestling show!
We bought food and drinks and settled in.
It was a good, not great show, and there were some decent bouts. And yes, when the girls came on, most of the audience went to the bathroom. The girls' matches in the WWE are horrible, and real short. Perfect for a quick you know what.
Anyway, after more than three hours of this--the WWE always adds some extra matches at the beginning and end of the night--we were done, drove home and were in bed before midnight.
The WWE puts on a great show, a very family friendly show for a wrestling show. No blood, no guts, no cussing, although the crowd was rowdier than I've seen lately at these things.
And yes, we will go again the next time they come to Long Island. It's fun, there is nothing to put you on the edge of your seat, but my son--and I guess me too--loves it.
It also brings me closer to my son, so that's truly the best thing about it.
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