WWE Smackdown

With interest rates taking a sharp turn north, chat amongst the mortgage belt set regarding buying at the bottom of the j curve, accrued equity and other inanities have been kept to an all time low. At just the right time, a new deity has crept into town and its constituents came out in force in a mass show of faith.

Of course, I am talking about the WWE Smackdown which was held at the Acer Arena on Sunday, June 15. You may almost have believed you had been transported to old testament times - with scenes depicting the idol worship practised by King Solomon(1 King 11:5-8) - such was the reverence which 30,000 of Greater Sydney’s finest proudly displayed for current deities with the unlikely names of Batista, The Great Khali, The Edge and MVP.

The regular methods for religious observance were adhered to, ie: constant chanting of the name of their god or chants denouncing their specific devil; gold replica belts representing the glory of ‘God’; a very specific uniform pledging allegiance; and an uncanny ability to mimic the actions of their leader.

Amazingly, all such actions were played out in perfect synchronicity, thus showing that the finely tuned choreography was not just confined to the action within the ring.

All in all, I was witness to about ten ‘bouts’or performances. I confess I have no idea who won any of them, even the feature bout between Batista and The Edge ( I did leave half way through this bout in an effort to beat the crowd and get out of the car park without too much fuss). For me it mattered not - the most fascinating action was outside the ring and for a keen observer of human nature - this was worth the price of admission alone.

Post by Don Arnold