I remember back in the 90s watching Wrestling. I have vivid memories of The Undertaker and Yokozuna. It used to be part of my Saturday evenings, to sit and watch the very old and Spanish reruns of the WWE. I remember my sister and I watching it intently, both enamoured with the fighters and their characters. We couldn’t make heads or tails out of the storylines but the action was fun. Continue reading The Roar of the Crowd