Alright, alright, let me tell ya ’bout this wrestling thing, this… uh… “WWE Las Cruces NM“. Yeah, that’s what them fancy folks call it. My grandkids, they love this stuff, all that jumpin’ and yellin’. So, I figured, why not jaw about it a bit?
So, this here WWE thing, it’s comin’ to Las Cruces. That’s right here, where we live! They gonna be at that big place, the… the… Pan American Center, yeah, that’s it. Pan American somethin’-somethin’. Heard tell it’s gonna be a real barn burner.
- They say all sorts of wrestlers gonna be there.
- Cody somethin’-or-other, that fella with the blond hair, I seen him on TV once.
- And that Seth Rollins fella, the one with all the screamin’, he’ll be there too, I reckon.
- Becky Lynch, that tough gal, she’s gonna be wrestlin’ too. She’s tough as nails, I tell ya, reminds me of my ol’ Aunt Millie.
- And that Rhea Ripley, she’s one strong gal, and Charlotte Flair too. Lot of gals beatin’ each other up, I guess.
They gonna be jumpin’ and slammin’ and doin’ all sorts of crazy things. My grandson, he tries to do that stuff in the backyard, bless his heart. Told him he’s gonna break somethin’ one of these days. Anyways, this here wrestling show, it’s a big deal, they say. Lots of folks comin’ from all over to watch it.
They call it a “Supershow“, like it’s somethin’ special. I guess it is, with all them fancy wrestlers comin’ to our little town. They even gonna have it on TV, or on that “Peacock” thing my daughter watches. I dunno, all these newfangled contraptions.
They gonna be fightin’ and grapplin’ and tryin’ to pin each other down. Winner takes all, I suppose. Just like when my chickens fight over a piece of corn, only these folks are bigger and louder. And they wear fancier clothes, that’s for sure. My chickens don’t wear nothin’ but feathers.
This here WWE event, it ain’t the first time they come to Las Cruces. Seems like they like our town, or maybe they just like that Pan American place. Either way, folks around here get all excited when they hear the wrestlin’s comin’ to town. They start talkin’ ’bout it at the grocery store, at the diner, everywhere you go.
I heard tell they gonna have some kind of “No DQ” match. Don’t rightly know what that means, but it sounds rough. No rules, I guess. Just a good ol’ fashioned brawl. Probably like that time my neighbor’s dog got into my chicken coop, only with more spandex and less feathers flyin’.
And they got this “X-Division Title Match“. Sounds fancy, don’t it? Probably means they gonna be jumpin’ off the ropes and doin’ all sorts of flippy-doos. My head spins just thinkin’ about it. I’d rather just sit and watch, thank you very much. Got my own chair, gonna bring it and everything.
This here wrestling thing, it ain’t for the faint of heart, that’s for sure. It’s loud, it’s crazy, and it’s full of folks yellin’ and stompin’ their feet. But it’s entertainment, I guess. Folks seem to like it. And it brings people to Las Cruces, which is good for business, I reckon. Them fellas at the diner sure do get busy when the wrestling is in town.
So, if you’re lookin’ for a night of… uh… “bone-crushin’ slams” and “high-flyin’ maneuvers”, as them announcers say, then you should head on down to the Pan American Center. WWE in Las Cruces, NM. It’s gonna be a hoot, or so they say. Me? I’ll probably just stick to watchin’ my chickens. Less chance of gettin’ body slammed that way. But maybe, just maybe, I’ll peek in and see what all the fuss is about. Just don’t tell my grandkids I said that! They’d never let me live it down. They probably be wantin’ me to jump off the couch and do a “Stone Cold Stunner” on the cat. Now wouldn’t that be a sight?
Saturday night, that’s when it’s happening. They say it starts at 7:30. So, if you’re in Las Cruces and you hear a bunch of hollerin’ and thumpin’, you’ll know what’s goin’ on. It’s just them wrestlers doin’ their thing. And if you see an old lady shakin’ her head and laughin’, well, that might just be me. Just tryin’ to figure out what all the fuss is about.
