by Simon Black
I used to watch wrestling when I was a kid… I come from the age of Hulk Hogan, Ultimate Warrior, and Randy “Macho Man” Savage.
Huddling close to the television each weekend, my friends and I would cheer for our favorite stars and their signature moves.
My dad ruined it all one day when I was about 6 years old; he pulled me aside and said casually, “You know it’s all fake, right?”
I was stunned. It seemed so real… the matches, the hits, the drama.
Every time Hulk Hogan would be at the point of near-exhaustion, and then rally to victory from the chants and cheers of the crowd, I had believed it all.