Went to watch live wrestling the other day and before I continue, it was indeed bollocks. However, this was about seeing a hero of my early school days - AL SNOW. The whole experience died on me pretty early seen as we got to see Al straight away - HE WAS SELLING HIS OWN MERCHANDISE. I can safely say I never want to pay any other hero £5 again, it just ruins the whole hero thing. Also, being in front of Vito (another ex-famous wrestler) in the queue for a pint was pretty gay.
Anyway, I'll quickly sum up the highlights of the night:
- There was blood in the tag team match
- I told one wrestler when he was getting counted out next to us he was a "fucking pussy" he turned around looked for an insult but then said "nice hat mate"....these punks don't want it with me!
- Al Snows Theme Music, which safely makes the playlist in my next disco jockey outing.
- In the queue one bloke asked me if I was "here to see Spud" (brum wrestling champion). I turned around, had to laugh, then told him "I'm not actually in to this shit mate"
-Shaking Al Snows hand, I've not washed it since.
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