During the COVID quarantine, many people developed strange hobbies. I never baked sourdough bread or attempted to learn the art of hand lettering, but I did begin watching professional wrestling with my husband. And now, dear reader, I’m in. I’m in deep, and there are things I’d like to talk about. A disclaimer: I don’t really know the history of professional wrestling. I can’t name all the finishers or even, probably, some of the most famous and impressive wrestlers of all time. Furthermore, I’m not always as interested in the matches as I am in the stories that the WWE wants to tell and the way they try to tell those stories. (Also, I do know there are other pro wrestling organizations, but I’m keeping things simple for now.) This blog is my way of shouting into the wrestling void regardless of who reads it or how they came to discover it. I hope to post a new entry after each Pay-Per-View. If I’m fortunate enough to attract any readers to my humble little blog, I hope you will remember to always engage respectfully with one another and with me. Bearing all that in mind, let’s begin.