WWE Defines Entertainment
On March 29, a record breaking 76,976 people squeezed into Levi’s Stadium, home of the San Francisco 49ers, as millions watched this can’t miss event at home. No, it wasn’t the Super Bowl, it was World Wrestling Entertainment’s 31st Wrestlemania.
Despite WWE’s massive following, many people still view the product as pointless and foolish to anybody over the age of 12.
“I just don’t understand how anyone can be entertained by the WWE even though you know that all of the moves are fake,” said Jared Vishno ’16.
As an avid viewer, and someone who bought a bright yellow John Cena t-shirt for $30, I get enraged when someone calls the WWE “fake.”
Is the winner of the match predetermined? Sure.
Are all the moves choreographed? Most likely, yes.
But, did I watch Edge jump off a ladder and spear Jeff Hardy suspended 20 feet in the air as he held onto the tag team titles? Absolutely, and I loved every minute of it.
I don’t care how padded you think the ring is, there is absolutely nothing fake about catching a “Chokeslam to Hell” from the Undertaker.
“Would you watch a staged Super Bowl?” said Gabi Titlebaum ’15.
Listen if I knew that Roger Goodell scripted the Super Bowl to make it as entertaining as possible, I would watch it every time.
Not to mention, I would much rather have watched a staged dramatic Super Bowl than the Seahawks thrashing of the Broncos two years ago.
Does the fact that “Game of Thrones” is scripted make it any less entertaining for you?
How about everyone’s favorite reality show “Jersey Shore?” Do you think that isn’t scripted?
Before you make any judgements, do me a favor and tune in to next Monday Night Raw (8 P.M. on the USA network) and tell me you’re not even the slightest bit entertained.
Try to tell me that you don’t want to chant “Feed Me More,” with the other 20,000 screaming fans as Ryback makes his entrance.
And if you’re not in disbelief when Neville performs the Red Arrow for a three count, then I don’t know what to tell you.
Watch for a few weeks, then come back to me arguing you aren’t entertained.