I think New York is the best place in the world to watch live wrestling. Maybe it’s just because of my love for the city. Maybe it’s because the only New York trips I’ve taken have been for wrestling shows. I don’t know, but there’s something really really special about GCW shows in New York.
Last night, GCW presented You Wouldn’t Understand live from the Melrose Ballroom. I didn’t want to write about this show. I figured an article about this show would just echo and repeat my sentiments from my article on the Hammerstein show. Except, I got to the venue last night and I sat down and my step-dad sat beside me taking it all in (it was his first GCW show and the best bonding experience we’ve ever had) and the people around us were sitting down and I looked at the ring and I looked at the stage and I took in the music and I thought to myself “this is what coming home feels like.”
I’m not even from New York!!
What an absolute lovely feeling, though.
And as the show started and the card progressed I smiled harder and harder. I laughed the whole night at the absolute absurdity that I could feel that happy and that free. And when my mom called this morning and asked how the show was I couldn’t come up with a single thing to say because how do you describe that feeling? How do you tell someone that watching a bunch of strangers wrestle in a building you’ve never been in made you happier than anything has in a very long time? How do you say you felt like you had a place and a purpose just from sitting in the audience?
You just don’t get it until you get it.
So this morning I took out my silly little laptop and started writing this silly little article. I still can’t find the words to even begin to sum up last night. I can tell you about my favorite matches from the night, I can tell you how I can’t talk today because I took it upon myself to scream “Let’s go Moxley,” and “Tony Deppen,” I can list all the results and give you the recap but it will never give the show any justice.
There’s no explanation why singing “We Built This City” in New York is the only thing I want to do in life. There’s no explanation why Emil Jay’s introductions have the ability to bring me to tears and why seeing Kevin Gil and Nick Gage do commentary was one of the highlights of my night- I couldn’t even hear the commentary. There’s no explanation why I’ll sat there all night and said every wrestler that walked out of the curtain is my favorite. There’s no explanation why New York made it all seem like a much, much bigger deal.
There was no reason why I had to pen yet another article detailing the great time I had. My attempts to describe my feelings at these shows are always futile… there’s just no putting it into words. Long live GCW yea, but an even longer long live GCW in New York.
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