For me, it was seeing a women’s wrestling match on the local/regional wrestling promotion on TV. I had never seen a female wrestling match before. I remember the announcers teasing a very special match that you won’t want to miss and to stay tuned. After the commercials, there were two women in opposite corners wearing capes or ring jackets. Both the women were attractive. One was a platinum blonde and the other a pretty brunette. The platinum blonde heel overwhelmed the cute brunette. At such a young age, I didn’t realize it was fake and I didn’t know what to think. The bodyslams, hairpulling, stomping etc.. all looked real to me. I remember them both in one-piece bathing suits. I remember hoping to see more women’s matches from that day forward. The problem was that women’s matches were hardly on TV, so I started imagining/fantasizing about women’s wrestling matches. Normally, I was imagining female celebrities, my school teachers, or adult women that I knew battling it out in a ring in bathing suits or underwear and bra. The desire to see it just kept getting stronger and has lasted practically my entire life.
