Ever since I was a little child, I have been a pro-wrestling fan. I cannot imagine my life without it. However, I find myself growing out of it. I have my moments being intrigued by Hulk Hogan's return and the fanfare surrounding Daniel Bryan, but mostly I am bored. I do have a thing for Roman Reigns. It is innocent..nothing less, nothing more. That is okay, I felt the same thing about the Rock and Lex Luger, my very first crush. I was around 12 or 13 and my brother used to make fun of me about it.
Lex Luger was a muscular body in a sea of men who looked more like one's uncle than a guy who stepped out of Gold's Gym. You know what. That is okay. I never cared what the wrestlers looked like. If Roman Reigns was pudgy, it wouldn't bother me, so long as he is productive in the ring. I guess what I am saying is that having "the right look" always mattered, but looks seem to matter a bit too much.
There are a lot of people in real life that look like Bray Wyatt or CM Punk, but it seems like the average wrestler looks more like a card-carrying member of a Gold's Gym, like John Cena and Randy Orton. I guess having "the look" has changed somewhat. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I wonder if a Dusty Rhodes would even have a job in today's WWE, much less be a main-eventer for instance. I guess that is just an opinion of mine. My opinions are all that I have. I am just an armchair quarterback. That's all.
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