One of the worst parts of childhood is growing up to understand that a lot of the things you held dearest are a bunch of crap. Santa Claus? Your dad in a fat suit. The Easter Bunny? Come on. You thought that was real? The tooth fairy? That’s just a bunch of crap to get you to go see a dentist. Still, there was one thing I learned growing up that crushed me more than finding out any of those three weren’t real. I remember the day my cousin told me wrestling was fake.
I felt as my entire soul was being torn apart at the seams. My parents always told me it was fake, but I never believed them. My cousin, on the other hand, was a wrestling fan and had no reason to lie to me. It was horrible, I thought the Ultimate Warrior really was an Ultimate Warrior, and now I found out he was just some roid raging psycho with a penchant for face paint. Thankfully, Vince McMahon realizes the pain this causes young children worldwide, and he wants to do something about it.