Okay, so lemme tell ya about this whole “WWE in Maine” thing I did. It was a trip, lemme tell ya.
It all started when I saw a flyer tacked to a telephone pole. Just a simple, beat-up flyer for a local wrestling show. I’m not talkin’ WWE big leagues, I’m talkin’ small-town Maine wrestling. But something about it just grabbed me. I’ve always been a casual fan, watched the big events on TV, but never really experienced it live and local. So, I figured, why not?
First thing I did was rope my buddy, Mark, into going with me. Took some convincing, he’s more of a “stay inside and play video games” kinda guy, but I told him it’d be a blast. Plus, cheap beer. That sealed the deal.
We drove out to this old community center, way out in the sticks. Parking lot was already packed with pickup trucks and beat-up sedans. I knew we were in for a good time. Walked inside and bam! The smell of stale popcorn and cheap hotdogs hit you like a brick wall. It was awesome.
The place was small, maybe held a couple hundred people. There was a ring set up in the middle, surrounded by folding chairs. Real bare-bones, ya know? But the energy was palpable. People were hyped!
We snagged some seats near the back, but still had a decent view. Then the show started. Oh man, these guys were putting on a show! We had “The Lumberjack,” “The Maine Maniac,” “Sweet Surrender” (who was definitely not sweet), and a whole bunch of other characters. The storylines were ridiculous, the moves were over-the-top, and the crowd was going wild!
Mark was laughing his butt off. Even he had to admit it was way more entertaining than he expected. We were chanting along with the crowd, booing the villains, cheering the heroes. It was pure, unadulterated fun.
There was this one moment, I swear, the “Maine Maniac” was getting beat down by “Sweet Surrender” and he looked like he was about to tap out. The whole crowd was on their feet, yelling “NO! NO! NO!” Then, outta nowhere, he Hulks up, throws “Sweet Surrender” off him, and lands this massive clothesline. The place exploded!
After the show, we even got to meet some of the wrestlers. They were all super cool, real down-to-earth guys (and gals). Took some pictures, got some autographs, the whole shebang.
What did I learn?
- Local wrestling is awesome. It’s a different kind of entertainment, not as polished as the big leagues, but way more raw and genuine.
- Don’t judge a book by its cover. Mark was skeptical at first, but ended up having a blast.
- Sometimes, you just gotta let loose and have some fun. Who cares if it’s cheesy? If you’re enjoying yourself, that’s all that matters.
I’m already looking for the next show. WWE in Maine? More like awesome entertainment in Maine! Definitely gonna be a regular thing. You should check it out too!
