The night prior we stayed up really late watching movies and talking. We played "Risk" and Kami schooled me in World domination. Yup an American showed this Rusky how it's done ... first came America then Africa then the whole shebang! She wooped me and made it hurt without even using any lube. Australia seemed to have the most fight in it, go figure. France as usual was a pushover even the French Canadian states. Hhhmmm.

Later in the night we went to see WWE raw or at least we thought. It was WWE but it was a house show. No big lights, no big explosions, just wrestlers doing their thing and half assing as well. Carlito looked good and Kami seemed to enjoy his performance. Ric Flair was there and got his ass handed to him by HHH, who eventually lost to the Natural Boy via DQ. The Main Event featured a Cage Match between John Cena (the silly Marky Mark wannabe) and Kurt Angle (a legit Gold Medal winning wrestler from Pittsburgh). Angle is the bad guy and got booed. Kami was pissed that her hometown people booed their hometown hero. I told her wrestling fans are weird and different, especially the ones that spend money on house shows. We on the other hand are not like them, no sirry bob! ;) Or at least Kami is not like that, she hates wrestling. But her love for me was enough to buy the tickets and go with me.

In a surprise move of the night, John Cena bled like a stuck pig.

As the show began a few Steelers made their way to the front row and got an incredible standing ovation. There were chants all night long for them. That sure loves it's football players. It was very nice to see such fan support.

She looked so good that night, dammit I wish I had some full shots of her. I just snapped off a few during the show. My girly managed about 4 or 5 drinks during this event and became a bit frisky. I knew this was going to be a pretty cool after the show, SHOW! I drove while she continued being friendly. We stopped off at the local bar to get some beers since stores stop selling booze after 10pm. Kami predicted the stares and jeers we got from the local town folk patronizing that backdoor hidden dive. Back home the wrasslin continued before even the car was in park. Let's just say I will not forgot the night I saw wrestling in Pittsburgh. PA, EXCEPT I don't remember any of the matches, YEE HAW!

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