Thank my lucky stars.

The wrestling gods must have been looking out for me last night. While I was looking through the keyhole, my mom got a call from my auntie. Mom, called me into the room and said  " get on your coat, we are going to aunt Doris' house. Aunt Doris is really my mom's best friend, but that another story. Aunt Doris got called in to work on her off day and needed someone to look out for Josh. Josh is 9 and he loves WWE almost as much as me, he just likes the wrong wrestlers.

On the way I was just glad to get out of the house and have another WWE fan to talk to about the big event, I didn't know I was in for a big surprise. When we walked into the house the big screen was on Wrestle Mania. HURRAY! I didn't even take off my coat, I just ran to the couch and said, "Yeah boy The Rock is gonna get whooped", Josh said, "boy you on crack, John Cena gonna get his head ripped off." Josh is crazy about The Rock, he crazy, period. If I knew I was watching the fight I would have brought my Takis. But Josh already had snacks, he had popcorn, cellery sticks and ranch (boring).

The Rock is history,just as I predicted. Josh is mad because John Cena won. He put a royal beat down on The Rock. I was so pumped that I said, "The Rock ain't nothing but a fruity pebble now, yeah boy, you better recognize." Josh looked like he wanted to cry.

Cena you the man.