Who goes to a WWE match period, you might counter.
I actually paid for tickets and took my stepsons – ages 11 and 15 and a comments section refugee – to the Sunday afternoon affair at Sprint Center.
Hey, I’m not exactly alone. Justin Kendall of The Pitch seems to be something of a wrestling buff – although like me, I’m pretty sure he doesn’t take it ultra seriously like The Glaze. You know, jaunts to La Vegas to put his money down.
Kendall wrote a couple pieces about Sunday’s match here, including an advance item speculating that WWE “superstar” C.M. Punk probably wouldn’t be making it even though he’d been advertised as coming.
Now here’s what you didn’t read in the Pitch:
Kansas City pretty much got screwed.
And while the WWE reserves the right to change the match ups that they advertised to sell advance tickets, going 0 for 3 on the main events still sucks. And if you drove all the way in from who knows where and – like me – didn’t catch a brief, early announcement that refunds were available, you had little choice but to grin and bear it.
It’s like this…
Say what you will about the pre-determined outcomes of what passes for professional wrestling, injuries do happen. As do contract disputes.
However arriving at our seats a few minutes after the first match had begun – as did others I’m sure – we had no clue that not a single one of three main matches advertised for the event would come to pass. Nor that refunds were available.
Sunday’s WWE card was to have featured a handicap match between C.M. Punk and a trio of bad guys known as The Shield; lead WWE superstar John Cena battling WWE champ Randy Orton for the title; and a steel cage showdown between a scrappy little grappler guy named Daniel Bryan taking on a crazed Duck Dynasty looking dude who goes by Bray Wyatt.
At what appeared to be little more than a half full arena – the top seating sections were curtained off in black to make it look less empty – it looked like the WWE had scaled things back to save money on a low pay day.
Because pretty much everything else that could be dialed back from a Monday Night Raw or Friday Night Smackdown card was missing. The kick-ass fireworks and pyrotechnics, the giant video monitors with live feeds of the matches, the recognizable announcers and referees to name three.
There was one benefit that anyone who’s attended a Raw or Smackdown match could probably appreciate; as in practically zero, giant fan held signs in the audience. Apparently there’s something about being a wrestling fan at a televised match that causes people to hand scrawl and hold up massive lame signs the entire time, blocking the view of those behind them.
I don’t get it, but I guess it’s better than texting during a movie preview, right?
So while undoubtedly it was just the luck of the draw – John Cena got his eye poked the night before while wrestling in the same world championship matchup that was to take place here and was unable to perform – clearly KC fans got the short end of the stick on a very special day.
Maybe that’s what we get for going to a pro wrestling match on a Super Sunday.