Pro wrestling and arena concerts may seem like vastly different species. But they're not that far off.
World Wrestling Entertainment camped out Sunday at Scottrade Center for this year's Royal Rumble, arguably the mega-federation's second biggest pay-per-view of the year next to its annual Wrestlemania extravaganza. Pro wrestling has a long and storied history in St. Louis, as evidenced by Albert Samaha's recent profile of legendary grappler Harley Race.
It would be a stretch to say that pro wrestling and arena concerts are one and the same. Performers as concerts don't get injured as much as wrestlers, with notable exceptions. But there were some commonalities between the two entertainment vehicles, as evidenced by what we observed Sunday at Scottrade:
High ticket prices
Seeing the best in the world compete inside the squared circle isn't cheap. My seat situated in Section 104 cost around $102, which wasn't too far off from some shows at the same venue. For instance, floor level seats at the George Strait and Martina McBride show next month at Scottrade cost $92.65.
To see the man, you've sometimes got to fork over a lot of money.
Complicated equipment transportation
Transporting ring equipment, pyrotechnics and bags full of used wrestler trunks isn't magical. It takes a lot of manpower and a lot of trucks. And big-ticket concerts often require some heavy-lifting - the most extreme example being the transformation of Busch Stadium into a U2 concert venue. Of course, it's unlikely that the trucks transporting Bono's sock collection have his face plastered on the side.
Comrade with complete strangers
Getting through that rather insufferable Taste of Chaos show back in 2009 would have been a lot more difficult without talking to older folks about Thursday's heyday.
Wrestling fans are always in the mood to talk. One particularly astute dude wearing a Miami Dolphins hat correctly recalled that Dolph Ziggler - a former amateur wrestler who lost to WWE Champion C.M. Punk on Sunday - was formerly a member of the forgettable Spirit Squad. Two other chaps near the entrance conversed with me about Brock Lesnar's unfortunate appearance at a recent UFC match.
Unlike concerts, not everybody agrees on what constitutes excellence. There's always a tension between the younger fans that idolize John Cena and the older male fans that boo him at every turn. It stands to reason that most people who go to concerts are fans of particular bands -- or lost a bet.
At particularly high-octane arena concerts, it's almost a certainty that crowd will start chanting something associated with a particular band. Look no further than the Urge's very famous catch-phrase.
The same type of phenomenon occurs at WWE events -- but with an eerie randomness. An outbreak of Ric Flair-esque "woos" echoed through the rafters as people filed into Scottrade Center. And it wasn't too uncommon for someone to shout Zack Ryder's "woo woo woo, you know it" while standing in line for a beer.
To be sure, I got some goosebumps when the crowd chanted "sexual chocolate" while Mark Henry battled Daniel Bryan and the Big Show in a steel cage match. And it's not in reference to an Attack Attack! song, but rather a popular gimmick Henry clutched in the 2000s. Wrestling fans have long memories.
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