Thursday, May 10, 2012

I'm seeing red... on my neck.

This past Monday night I got to experience something a little out of the norm - WWE Raw. Live. As in I was there. In the arena. Hooting and hollerin' with the rest of the crowd. I felt so deliciously redneck.

As I've mentioned in an earlier post, The Hubster likes to watch " wrassling." I've never cared much for it, but would find myself sort of pulled into the drama as he was watching it. It is kind of fun to watch. Kind of. My favorite thing to do is make fun of the great (note the sarcasm) acting from the wrestlers and the reactions from the oh-so-classy crowd.

For those of you who actually has self-respect and doesn't know this kind of shit, WWE Raw travels from city to city. I had told Jason that when Raw came to our neck of the woods, we'd go. Hey, I had to pay him back. I've made the poor man sit through numerous musicals over the course of our relationship. I could give him this.

On Monday, we took a 1/2 day from work just to give us some down time before heading to our neighboring city (where the event was being held). Jason is not one to wear his heart on his sleeve, but if you know him like I do, you could see him vibrating with excitement. This was Christmas morning/his birthday/winning the lottery all rolled into one for him.

We finally got to the arena. As we were standing in line, along with the rest of the crowd (most of who hadn't had their monthly baths), I was amazed at the spectacle that surrounded me. One of the wrestlers likes to chant "yes, yes, yes" over and over. Well, a random group of his fans started chanting that word. Suddenly a chorus of "no, no, no" erupted from folks who didn't like this wrestler. I just looked at Jason with big, frightened doe eyes and chanted "maybe, maybe, maybe???" To which, Jason snorted and hung his head in shame.

Eventually we made our way to our seats (pretty good ones, too). I was actually starting to feel excitement over this. Yes, I know. My redneck was showing.

The highlight of the night though was meeting my boyfriend. Oh yes, you read that right. Jason was sitting on my left. Eventually, the 3 seats to my right were filled in by 3 Hispanic men. The one sitting directly beside me was a stocky fella (which, I'm no anorexic myself) and invaded my personal bubble quite a bit. In his defense, the arena seats are very snug. But, at point, I looked at Jason and informed him that I was pretty sure I had cheated on him and was probably going to have this guy's baby.

The guy, (I never did get his name, so I'll call him Mexi-Man) started chatting me up. At one point, he actually asked me "is that your husband," as he pointed toward Jason. I answered yes. His reply was, "He's not going to be mad?" Whaaa? I looked at Jason and just blinked a few times, trying to comprehend the question. I finally turned back to M-M and answered, "Noooo...." At this point, M-M, stuck out his hand to shake Jason's. I wasn't sure what had just happened there, but I'm pretty sure a deal was made to share me. Sooo, not comfortable with all this.

Through the whole wrestling event, the guy chatted with him - informing me which wrestlers he hated, who he liked, and who I thought would win the current match. The really bad part was, he had a very strong accent and was very hard to understand. I had to get him to repeat pretty much everything he said.

Finally the event was over. Jason and I sat in our seats, letting the crowd dissipate a bit before we headed on our way. I just sat there, taking it all in, wondering at this weird feeling inside of me.  Finally it clicked - I was feeling amazed that I had gotten to experience this event. And I had actually enjoyed it.




8 comments:

  1. You dirty hillbilly. Ha, I'm sure it would be fun to actually be there. It's probably like Nascar or something. Just to watch it on TV doesn't do anything, but they say that when you are there, it's just pure excitement. I hope you name the baby after me.

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    1. I'm still not sure if I could ever find Nascar fun, even in person. But, I do like watching sporting events in person versus on TV.

      And, yes, the baby will definitely be named after you.

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  2. I actually went to a WWE event when I was in middle school, but I wasn't really a huge fan. I have to agree, though, I really did have an awesome time.

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    1. Oh thank god! I'm glad to know I'm not alone with having a good time at this event. And that you don't think less of me.

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  3. Genius title. :) I'm totally calling it, that I knew you'd have a good time at this! (Although, I could have just been trying to make myself feel better, since I've been and had a good time. Haha!) I'm so glad you guys had fun! Aside from the backwoods deal to share you. Haha! That's hilarious! I can't believe Mexi-Man didn't at least leave you guys his number. Think you'll keep his baby? Maybe, maybe, maybe ;)

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    1. Sigh, yes. You know me so well. Hahaha! We did have a blast - backwoods deal included. I know right (speaking of Mexi-man, HAHA), how could my boyfriend NOT give me his digits. And, yes, I think I will keep the baby.

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  4. Thanks for entertaining my geekness and for letting your red show. I really appreciate it.

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    1. Just know that I love you. And you owe me a kick ass back scratch.

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