Articles for WhatCulture should be written with a level of professional detachment. They should be the objective presentation of facts, stats and news, without the author's personal voice coming into play. The less you know about me personally, and my own views, the more credible my writing as a piece of journalism. Well, yes that's all true, but to properly sell this one to you, I have to preface it somewhat, and tell you something about me. I love wrestling. I've loved it ever since 1999 and, although I missed a few years towards the tail end of the 2000s, I've been a steadfast viewer. I own the WWE Network, and Survivor Series 2002 is currently playing in the background as I write this. Why am I telling you this? Well, because I, like a lot of adult fans, used to make excuses when people asked me, "Why, man? Why in God's name do you like that rubbish?" That time has passed and now I say, with something that passes for pride in half-light, that I am a 27-year old wrestling fan. It's dumb and crass and brilliant and I won't try to hide it like I used to. There are many valid reasons to love wrestling. The psychology of second-guessing booking and swerves is compelling and addictive, its single constant continuity creates some truly masterful examples of long-term storytelling, it's got a rabid and often hilarious online fanbase, and most of all, it's bloody good fun. The following, however, are not good reasons to like it. Stop recycling these excuses.
