Remember the times when we were young enough not to be able to tell the difference between a good match and a bad one? When every match could be summed up in three seconds by spouting "I'm glad he won, he's awesome!" or "I can't believe he won, I HATE him!" When words and phrases like workrate and kayfabe and selling and "getting a push" and "putting someone over" didn't mean anything? When we thought that wrestlers were above human beings, who could never get hurt?
















And those people that enjoyed poking holes in our enjoyment by telling us it was fake? They didn't know anything!

Today, fans know about contract disputes and backstage squabbles and spot protecting and everything else that brings the business side of the business to the table. It's not uncommon to hear elementary school age children saying things like, "That didn't look good, he's selling the wrong arm!" and "He'll lose that title soon, because his contract's almost up." Personally, I think far too much independent thought goes into a business that's built entirely on fakery.

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