Post by Zigzag on Oct 22, 2015 20:04:54 GMT -5
With Hell In A Cell coming up on Sunday, I feel this is as good a time as any to post this. I was wondering, among this group, when was the last time you were so lost in a particular match or moment, that your belief was totally suspended? I mean suspended to the point you felt like you had, before you knew anything about spoilers/gossip or the inner politics we are so accustomed to nowadays. I'd like to share my moment, and then I'm curious to know yours.
It was Hell In A Cell 2013 from Miami. It was the second year of dating my now-fiance. A few weeks before the event, she and I were watching Smackdown, and at that moment, they were hyping Bryan-Orton in the Cell for the vacated title. She turns to me and asks - "So, you going to watch that at home when it happens?" I responded that I most likely would - thinking no more of it. Fast forward to the Thursday the 24th, three days before the event. Apparently, her mom - after failing to win tickets for us on the radio - had decided to buy HIAC tickets herself, as a gift for us. Next thing I know, I'm on TicketMaster, trying to pick out where I want to sit without looking at the prices. My future MIL bought floor seats five rows from the ring. Before I knew it, I went from watching it at home to being up close and personal, and able to take our chairs home.
Standing in line to get into the building that night, my homemade Bryan poster caught the attention of a Miami Herald reporter, and we were interviewed as fans for the Herald website. Ironically, my poster was taken by security (and returned after) for being big enough to block the hard camera. Still, I was amazed at how close we were. We had fun and enjoyed the whole show. But it was the main event that resonated most with me. It was then that it began to sink in that I could possibly see Bryan make history in front of my eyes. With the action so close, close enough to hear the cage rattle upon impact, I lost myself in the match. I made myself forget that this was technically a second-tier PPV, and I hoped I would witness a miracle. When they ended with HBK's attack on Bryan, I was as disappointed as I would've been at the age of 12, watching on TV. Still, I appreciated the circumstances that put me in the arena that night. What would've made it perfect would've been my current-hero winning. When he didn't, I was brought back to reality - but I'll never forget that night.
Maybe you don't have an elaborate story, but please share any similar moments.
It was Hell In A Cell 2013 from Miami. It was the second year of dating my now-fiance. A few weeks before the event, she and I were watching Smackdown, and at that moment, they were hyping Bryan-Orton in the Cell for the vacated title. She turns to me and asks - "So, you going to watch that at home when it happens?" I responded that I most likely would - thinking no more of it. Fast forward to the Thursday the 24th, three days before the event. Apparently, her mom - after failing to win tickets for us on the radio - had decided to buy HIAC tickets herself, as a gift for us. Next thing I know, I'm on TicketMaster, trying to pick out where I want to sit without looking at the prices. My future MIL bought floor seats five rows from the ring. Before I knew it, I went from watching it at home to being up close and personal, and able to take our chairs home.
Standing in line to get into the building that night, my homemade Bryan poster caught the attention of a Miami Herald reporter, and we were interviewed as fans for the Herald website. Ironically, my poster was taken by security (and returned after) for being big enough to block the hard camera. Still, I was amazed at how close we were. We had fun and enjoyed the whole show. But it was the main event that resonated most with me. It was then that it began to sink in that I could possibly see Bryan make history in front of my eyes. With the action so close, close enough to hear the cage rattle upon impact, I lost myself in the match. I made myself forget that this was technically a second-tier PPV, and I hoped I would witness a miracle. When they ended with HBK's attack on Bryan, I was as disappointed as I would've been at the age of 12, watching on TV. Still, I appreciated the circumstances that put me in the arena that night. What would've made it perfect would've been my current-hero winning. When he didn't, I was brought back to reality - but I'll never forget that night.
Maybe you don't have an elaborate story, but please share any similar moments.
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