I’m vaguely embarrassed about every storyline I’m into, but I’m not embarrassed enough to apologize or stop fixating. Not all heels deserve or even need redemption, but some of them could tell such good stories on the way there, and I want them to have the chance.
Sometimes I think “Maybe my interest in wrestling is finally waning, as I’ve been expecting it to do for two years,” but then I go to a show and am once again enamored. My local has some annoying fans, but I have never been disappointed with a show there, and I’m making friends with other fans as well. I got to see Effy and the Ugly Ducklings last night for the first time since July, which is too long to go without such delightful performers and I hope it never happens again. We have a good thing here.