My Personal 2012 WWE Extreme Rules Recap & Experience

Since I was a little sprout, I have always been drawn to wrestling.  The pageantry of it, the entertainment value, the humor, drama, & athletic showcases somehow captivate me.  On Sunday, April 29, 2012, it all came full-circle for me, as I attended my first ever wrestling event.  It's an understatement to say that it lived up to expectations, as it surpassed my wildest dreams.  My thoughts leading up to the show were very much excited, but I wasn't expected to LOVE my experience as much as I did.  I assumed I would go to the event, enjoy the show, & spend my time looking around at the crazy die-hards shouting & screaming, chanting their asses off.  I figured I would chuckle as I sat there, subdued and enjoying myself.  That's the type of fan I usually am, you don't really see me singing the National Anthem before a Bulls game or singing the 7th inning stretch in Wrigley, outside of some clapping along, I'm not prone to screaming "Let's go Hawks" at a Blackhawks game; I'm a quiet guy.  For some reason at Extreme Rules, that all changed.  I was one of those crazed fans, along with 2 of my friends, standing there cheering & chanting along with the tens of thousands of people.  I'm glad I did, made the event all that much more memorable for me.  Now then, the show itself, how was it?  Well, I'll tell you!