10 LIVE Observations From WWE WrestleMania 35
1. The Nightmare Journey Home
It will take a while to recall WrestleMania in the most positive, reflective light, because the journey home was an absolute sh*tshow. Maybe, maybe, if you leave an Uber in the hands of fate, you possibly can't have complaints.
But even those who were prepared, like myself and Andy Murray, didn't get home until 3AM because WWE didn't account for the sheer traffic of numbers - which is horrifically ironic, because they reckon 10,000 MORE people turn up than the real number. This was shambolic. Not quite Fyre Festival depths, but enough to bring forward the hangover and ruin the celebratory mood of a show that acted as one long celebration.
At the very least, I got to meet some awesome and lovely WhatCulture fans - shout-out to Brian Gates! - in the absolutely pissing down rain of it all.
Additional transport is required next year.
Can we take one of Triple H's trikes from him?