
As you may have guessed from my online handle, my image of myself if a silver mask, and the banner with an image of Eddie Guerrero with an iPhone for a head, I’m something of a fan of pro-wrestling. I blame my sister, who was all over that stuff in the mid 1990′s. This was in the middle of the Monday Night War, and both WWE and WCW were throwing up crazy storylines and outlandish gimmicks to try to grab the viewers. As someone who’d been a casual viewer in the 1980′s, I preferred WCW since it featured several of the wrestlers I knew, like “Hollywood” Hulk Hogan, “The Macho Man” Randy Savage, and “Hacksaw” Jim Duggan.
Also, we only had basic cable, which, at our house, meant that we had TBS (where WCW aired) and not USA (where RAW IS WAR aired). That’s right: my intro to wrestling was the much-maligned WCW Thunder. Which, frankly, wasn’t a terrible show. While the big name stars got the spotlight on Monday Night Nitro, Thunder focused on the mid-carders, who were, by far, the better wrestlers. There was Chris Jericho, Booker T, Dean Malenko, Eddie Guerrero, and my first introduction to the luchadors: Rey Mysterio, La Parka, Silver King, and El Dandy. Seriously, who are you to doubt that guy? There was a refreshing can-do spirit to those guys, all trying to become huge stars through a combination of showmanship, athleticism, and incredibly corny gimmicks… like that time Hugh Morrus rebranded himself as the military-themed Hugh G. Rection. (Seriously.)
I haven’t really been watching wrestling that much recently, but I do know enough that Raw is now the John Cena show, Triple H is taking the Vince MacMahon role of WWE president, former wrestler Brock Lesnar caused a tidal wave of pride from wrestling smarks by winning one of the top belts in mixed martial arts, and The Miz, CM Punk, Sheamus, and Jack Swagger are all former champions. Oh, and apparently Hulk Hogan is still kicking around in TNA Impact Wrestling.
When you have a niche but rabid fanbase, inevitably someone’s going to try to make a webcomic out of it. While James Hornsby’s Botched Spot isn’t the first wrestling-themed humor webcomic I’ve come across, it probably does the best job at capturing the zeitgeist of wrestling fandom.
(Incidentally, while the title sounds like a particularly lewd and filthy sexual position, Botched Spot is named for when a wrestler badly screws up a move.)

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