Monkey_Mania
I Am The One Who Knocks
Wrestling for all of its intents and purposes is my best friend.
A personal quote of mine. Now I know many of you are thinking, "what a dweeb, this guy should get a girlfriend." Let me assure you I have a girlfriend, and she is perfectly ok with me loving wrestling more than her. I say wrestling is my best friend because it is, and I will explain to you why.
Have you ever just been down in the dumps and put on a wrestling match to pass the time? Have you ever found yourself counting down the seconds to 9:00 on Mondays? Have you ever bitched about the product and then turned around and kept watching it? I have done all of these things and more. You see as a kid it wasn't long before I had gotten into wrestling. I remember at the age of 3 watching a blonde haired-flat top and face paint on this guy flying all around the ring. Such bright colors he had on his tights, the elevation on those jumps from corner to corner, the pageantry of it all. I was hooked. That man that got me hooked is Sting, and he is a bastard.
You see, not only do I just watch wrestling, I love it. I get so into it that I can't separate it from reality at times. I love it so much that here I am at 3 in the morning starting a thread on a wrestling forum because I love talking about wrestling. Sound crazy? Not yet. Ever since I was a little kid I've been enamored with it. I invest myself emotionally into the story and characters involved. I cry, laugh, and get angry just as if it was all happening to my close friends and family. Remember that Sting guy? Yeah, bastard he is for that.
Growing up I had my friends and I was always hanging out with them, but when even they weren't there for me, wrestling was. Wrestling has helped me get through some of the hardest parts in my life. From standing up for myself when something is wrong, to learning to never give up and always fight. When I was sick in school and I would stay home I would take my medicine and watch wrestling. I swear to this day that it was watching wrestling that shook my cold, but modern science wants none of that shit.
Now here I am, 24 years old, and I still love it as much if not more than I did before. I will still put a headlock on my dog and force him to tap out. I will still "Wooo" when it is most inappropriate. As always as it was when I was younger as well, when the rest of the world fucks me over, it will always be there for me. I guess that Sting guy isn't that bad after all. He gave me a life-long friend that I don't think will ever let me down. Sounds pretty awesome.
What about you guys? I leave you with these following questions.
What got you into wrestling?
What are some of your favorite memories throughout your life of wrestling?
Would you consider wrestling a bigger part of your life after putting into perspective?
Am I absolutely crazy, insane, and the only person who feels this way?
Fire away.
A personal quote of mine. Now I know many of you are thinking, "what a dweeb, this guy should get a girlfriend." Let me assure you I have a girlfriend, and she is perfectly ok with me loving wrestling more than her. I say wrestling is my best friend because it is, and I will explain to you why.
Have you ever just been down in the dumps and put on a wrestling match to pass the time? Have you ever found yourself counting down the seconds to 9:00 on Mondays? Have you ever bitched about the product and then turned around and kept watching it? I have done all of these things and more. You see as a kid it wasn't long before I had gotten into wrestling. I remember at the age of 3 watching a blonde haired-flat top and face paint on this guy flying all around the ring. Such bright colors he had on his tights, the elevation on those jumps from corner to corner, the pageantry of it all. I was hooked. That man that got me hooked is Sting, and he is a bastard.
You see, not only do I just watch wrestling, I love it. I get so into it that I can't separate it from reality at times. I love it so much that here I am at 3 in the morning starting a thread on a wrestling forum because I love talking about wrestling. Sound crazy? Not yet. Ever since I was a little kid I've been enamored with it. I invest myself emotionally into the story and characters involved. I cry, laugh, and get angry just as if it was all happening to my close friends and family. Remember that Sting guy? Yeah, bastard he is for that.
Growing up I had my friends and I was always hanging out with them, but when even they weren't there for me, wrestling was. Wrestling has helped me get through some of the hardest parts in my life. From standing up for myself when something is wrong, to learning to never give up and always fight. When I was sick in school and I would stay home I would take my medicine and watch wrestling. I swear to this day that it was watching wrestling that shook my cold, but modern science wants none of that shit.
Now here I am, 24 years old, and I still love it as much if not more than I did before. I will still put a headlock on my dog and force him to tap out. I will still "Wooo" when it is most inappropriate. As always as it was when I was younger as well, when the rest of the world fucks me over, it will always be there for me. I guess that Sting guy isn't that bad after all. He gave me a life-long friend that I don't think will ever let me down. Sounds pretty awesome.
What about you guys? I leave you with these following questions.
What got you into wrestling?
What are some of your favorite memories throughout your life of wrestling?
Would you consider wrestling a bigger part of your life after putting into perspective?
Am I absolutely crazy, insane, and the only person who feels this way?
Fire away.