I was born in the 70′s and grew up watching WWF. Not this WWE they have now. With there multi-threaded story lines or their flashy video montages. The way you used to push the story back in the days was a one on one interview with the man Mean Gene Okerlund. Brother! That’s how you tell a story.
When I was still playing the NES, way before CD players, Playstations and Lisa Turtle ever appeared in my world, I lived for wrestling on Sunday afternoons. If the wrestling gods were appeased, I was blessed with the arrival of Saturday Night’s Main Event. Which to me was pretty much the greatest thing a kid wrestling fan could get. Well next to getting Wrestlemania Tickets. (a feat I have yet to accomplish)
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