As a kid my father routinely took me to the matches in Pittsburgh. We got lots of shows because we were part of WWE's home territory thanks to Bruno Sammartino but the NWA shows drew really well, sometimes outselling WWE.
I enjoyed the shows (more NWA than WWE because the in ring product was so much better) but I knew it was scripted. Seems I always ran into people back then who believed it was real and it always caused trouble because I cheered for the heels.
At a WWE show in 1992 (with my High School Friends, not my dad) I was accosted by a clearly mentally disabled fan when he saw my Ric Flair sign (he was WWE Champ at the time). I tried to diffuse the situation, seeing he was clearly handicapped, and the person with him ended up thanking me for taking a verbal beating with little response. At another WWE show a few months earlier I was threatened by a middle aged woman who said she would "gut me" when I was cheering for Jake Roberts. Great times indeed.
At one WWE show a group of grade school age kids were hitting my & my friends with their toys, insulting us, etc - they were clearly much younger than us and I didn't want to physically confront grade schoolers so when it crossed the line into major annoyance I politely asked their mom to reign them and was told point blank by this clearly middle aged, grown adult woman "If you didn't cheer for people like Ted DiBiase that wouldn't happen" - That might have been the closest I ever came to punching a woman!
The worst however was at an NWA show in 1987 - This one I was wiith my dad, too young to go alone with friends. My dad enjoyed watching on TV and occasionally enjoyed the better quality matches but often he just sat quietly while I screamed, cheered, etc. Sting was wrestling, Im not sure who, and I was booing him. A young woman, mid 20s age, clearly old enough to know this is fake, turns around and complains about how could I possibly cheer against someone like Sting, as if I was in Church complaining about God. I laughed, but thought Id keep it down since she was obviously a huge fan. However, her boyfriend turned around and threatened to beat me up in a vulgarity laced mini tirade. I was actually shocked, and a bit scared, but my Dad very quickly out of nowhere tapped the man on the shoulder and proceeded in his vulgarity laced message to make it very clear to both of them what terrible physical things he would do to them if they said one word to me the rest of the night, let alone even think of laying a finger on me. When the woman objected my Dad cut her off and told her to shut up and when the boyfriend objected my dad challenged him to a fight right there in aisle, saying he was done talking, so either man up or shut up!!!
At this point I wasn't sure if we were going to jail or not but apparently the couple decided they didn't like their chances against an angry, grown adult 40 year old nearly as much as they liked them against 12 year old 7th grader and they didn't say a word the entire night afterwards. My dad wouldn't let it go however, as if VERY LOUDLY cheered for every heel that night, even ones I knew he didn't like.
Of course, many fans have had much worse encounters, like the story about an NWA show in Dallas in 1989 when a fan turned the man sitting next to him into security because the guy showed him a handgun and told him he would shoot Terry Funk if he won his match that night. At least I never had to deal with that level of crazy!