So in closing, yes, I am still a pro wrestling fan at 31, and even more so after this experience. And no, I don't live in my parents' basement, I have had a girlfriend before, and I don't play with action figures in my spare time. Hell I even have a real job, despite what some people think of guys like me who still love this stuff. Wrestling fans get what I'm talking about here, but non-wrestling fans probably don't. And they should. Sure, the writing is over-the-top at times, and yes, we all know the results are scripted. Hey, so is every TV show and movie you watch, but you don't complain that they're "fake." I wish you haters could have seen an event like this. I wish you could have seen what it was like to see a physically disabled kid's face light up when Jack Swagger, or Christian, or Rosa Mendes came down off the autograph stage to take a picture with them and talk to them. If that wasn't pure joy, I don't know what is. These are their heroes, and they're real life people too. I wish you could have seen the guys you make fun of in their tights on TV in regular street clothes, just being regular people, and giving a little bit back to the fans that make the business run. Sure, they look a little better in their street clothes than the rest of us do, but they're pretty cool guys. Guys like us, believe it or not. So if you're not a wrestling fan, take a step back and remember what it was like before you got cynical. Before you didn't quite get to your dreams, or stopped having dreams altogether. Remember what it was like to be 12 again, when pro wrestling was what it was then and still is now, if you watch. It's good versus evil. It's superheroes and villains. And it's a bunch of people who actually are living their dream. And I'll be watching every week, because it's got everything. Good guys fighting bad guys, funny jokes and pretty girls. That's right -- I'm 31 and I'm a pro wrestling fan.