10 Most Insane Things That Ever Happened At WWE's Gorilla Position
Where sacred ground is soiled - quite literally, in the case of Vince McMahon...
The "Gorilla Position" is the area backstage where the show is directed.
Vince McMahon takes the helm. It's where his creative genius shines i.e. it's where he screams himself stupid at some commentator for using pronouns instead of some hysterically convoluted nickname. It's where the independent contractors wait, just before the bell rings, ready to step through the curtain. It's where they are told to "Give 'em hell, kid," before stealing the show.
Or, more accurately, it's where they are told "Don't give them too much, it's only f*cking RAW, save something for the Premium Live Event".
It's a sacred environment. It's an important environment. It's not a place for palling around, ribbing, or any fun of any kind. It's a place where you keep your head down, pray that Vince McMahon doesn't hate your gear, which is the one thing you have control over, and conduct your pre-match ritual.
It's the one location in WWE that doesn't, unlike the production meeting and the ring, play host to frantic last-minute changes and physical activity. It is literally go-time. It's not the time to stop.
Except, being WWE, it is...
10. FTR Hand Notice In (While Still Wearing Their Gear)
On the January 14 RAW, the Revival defeated Lucha House Party in around four minutes.
Because both teams had been booked into drab, normalised oblivion, none of your concern, really, the arena reacted with total silence. It was the kind of silence that elevates ambient noise, the kind that you hear in place of anything else. Michael Cole's commentary still sounds like it's dubbed almost, like he couldn't possibly be physically present in a place that produce so little volume.
The former Dash Wilder rocked Kalisto with a gorgeous dropkick. A smattering of fans cooed at it, taken aback by execution so sublime that they were jolted from their detachment, but that was it. The vast majority of the audience couldn't care less about four guys who, while very talented, were simply there.
Wilder and Scott Dawson once rocked the TakeOver stage, creating waves of deafening noise with every outstanding cut-off twist. Unable to stomach the contrast and anxious over their bleak futures, they decided then and there to f*ck off and work the Young Bucks.
Then and there is exactly it; they didn't even stop by the dressing room before telling management when stood, drenched in sweat, still in their gear.