…and the crowd goes wild. 

It’s Liberace…

It’s the Radio City Rockettes…

It’s WrestleMania??

You bet your ass it’s WrestleMania!! 1985 was the catalyst for what we know today as the WWE. While very dated and heavy on the cheese, this is where it all started and I couldn’t be drunker, I mean happier, than to witness history again. The stage is set as Hulk Hogan and Mr.T, yes that Mr.T, go up against the team of Rowdy Roddy Piper and “Mr. Wonderful” Paul Orndorff. Just picture it in your mind…

Shit. Wrong Mr. Wonderful. I watch way too much Shark Tank. 

Interesting that the main event would start with a few trading slaps but that only leads to complete bedlam as all four men are in the ring at the same time!! Prepare for a lot of exclamation points in this post, simply for effect. To sweeten the pot Mohammed Ali is an outside official and is throwing haymakers to restore order. Exciting stuff right?!

It’s only fitting that I’m drinking Heavy Lifting by Boulevard Brewing. This IPA is a body slam to the tastebuds as this west coast take is hops on hops on hops. The 6.2% ABV is quite welcoming, but after a few of these you might feel like you just took a head butt from Jimmy Snuka!!

Wrestling sure has changed as only a few basic moves were needed to achieve greatness. 

List of moves:

  • Head Butt
  • Hip Toss
  • Clothesline 
  • Atomic Drop
  • Eye Gouge
  • Body Slam
  • Double Noggin Knocker (My Personal Favorite)

The Hulk was down but willed his way to a tag to Mr.T and the the proverbial roof came off Madison Square Garden!! A clothesline here and a head butt there to change the momentum and then a fresh Hogan was tagged into finish up the job!!  After being in a full nelson, all hell broke loose and Cowboy Bob Orton came off the top rope to use his cast and…

Oh shit!!! He hit Orndorff!! He hit Orndorff!! Hogan with the pin…1…2…3!!!

The heavy lifting is done, pun intended, and the historic inaugural WrestleMania is finished. While 1985 seems like a million years ago, it’s the start of something and that something is #marchmania. 

Ooooooh yeeeaahh!! Dig it!!

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#maniamarch

If it hasn’t been established yet then let it be known around the land:

Beer ye, Beer ye,

I doth proclaim my forbidden love with professional wrestling. I will watch every main event match for the corresponding fortnights that thus conclude currently at thirty two. I will also drink a pint of ale with every bout. 

Sincerely,

Beer-enity Now!

*Aka I’m watching every Wrestlemania main event there has been, in order, while drinking beer and writing some running commentary. 

Fun right??!!

What you gunna do when beer enity now tries to be funny while buzzed, runs wild on you…

brother. 

Man things…

So it’s Wednesday and I thought to myself, “I have a great beer in my hand but what is the manliest thing I can watch right now?”…

A UFC fight?

Nah.

A past Super Bowl game, preferably any one where the Patriots won?

Close, but not it.

LIGHTBULB!!!

I got this.

**Mic Drop** or actually **Remote Drop**


Nailed it.