Before you start reading I should mention that I have never had an interest in wrestling, nor have I ever watched it on TV, and I could probably count all the wrestlers that I have heard of on one hand too – it’s just never appealed to me.
With this in mind naturally I was hesitant about going to a match but having watched the ICW (Insane Championship Wrestling) documentaries on Vice and the BBC it looked like a good night out. One of my goals for this year was to try and step out of my comfort zone and when fellow blogger, and wrasslin’ guru, Scott suggested attending ICW, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to do so.
The crowd was everything that you’d expect, and hope for, from a Glasgow audience with good humour and high energy throughout. Despite knowing nothing about who the wrestlers were, except from Grado, I found myself being able to join in with the songs. Most of them were what you’d hear at the football, but with the lyrics changed, and this instantly put me at ease as I realised that you don’t need to be a fanatic to attend.
The entertainment was brilliant with constant fights, blood, a 30 man brawl and a woman kicking the shit of her ex in the ring. Something that I was unaware of is that all wrestlers had gimmicks, or characters that they would play which brilliantly cause a reaction from the audience – one of the best being Liam Thomson, whose character’s joke is that he has a “wee boaby”.
Over three hours of entertainment for £20 is an absolute bargain and I’ll definitely be attending an ICW event again in the future. So if you like watching people get put through tables, chanting some songs about a wrestler being a paedo or even just fancy getting drunk and trying something different then I’d highly recommend that you go too.