Alright, so I figured I’d share a bit about my recent trip to see WWE when it rolled through Wichita, Kansas. Been a while since I caught a live show, and Wichita ain’t too far a trek, so I thought, why not?
Getting Ready and Heading Out
First things first, getting tickets wasn’t a total nightmare, which is always a good start. Snagged a decent seat online without too much fuss. Sometimes those ticket sites, man, they just make you wanna throw your computer out the window. But this time, smooth sailing. So, the day came, and I gassed up the car and headed down. Wichita is, well, Wichita. Easy enough to navigate, found the arena without any drama.
Walked into the Intrust Bank Arena, and you could already feel that buzz, you know? Lots of folks in their favorite wrestler’s t-shirts, kids excited, a good mix. Found my seat, settled in. The production values for these shows are always pretty slick. Lots of lights, big screens, loud music – they know how to put on a spectacle.
The Show Itself
The matches were what you’d expect. Some good back-and-forth, a few high spots that got the crowd going. Saw a couple of the bigger names, and they did their thing. The energy in the arena is definitely different than watching it on TV. You get caught up in the cheers and boos. It’s just a fun, kind of silly, escape for a few hours. No complaints there, really. They delivered the slams and the drama pretty well.
- The crowd was pretty loud for the main event.
- Some of the newer guys looked pretty decent.
- And yeah, the pyro still makes me jump a bit.
It Got Me Thinking Though…
You know, this whole experience, being there in Wichita, it got me thinking about other live events I’ve been to. And man, it really made me appreciate when things just… work. I remember this one time, years ago, I tried to go to this big outdoor music festival. Sounded great on paper. But holy moly, what a disaster that turned out to be.
First off, the organization was a complete joke. We’re talking lines for miles just to get in, nobody knew where anything was. They oversold the heck out of it, so you were packed in like sardines. Couldn’t move, couldn’t see a thing unless you were seven feet tall. And the sound system? Sounded like they were playing the music through a tin can on a string. Paid good money for that ticket, drove a long way, and it was just… frustrating. All day. You spend more time annoyed than actually enjoying anything.
Then there was that one concert, a smaller venue, but the band was like two hours late. No explanation, just everyone standing around. By the time they came on, half the crowd was ticked off or tired. Kind of ruins the vibe, you know?
So, when I go to something like a WWE show, and the doors open when they say they will, the sound is clear, you can actually see the ring, and things generally run on schedule, I find myself appreciating that. It might be a totally scripted, over-the-top spectacle, but at least it’s a professionally run spectacle. They’ve been doing it for so long, they’ve got the logistics down to a science, mostly. You pay your money, you get the show they promised, more or less. There’s something to be said for that kind of reliability in your entertainment.
So yeah, the WWE in Wichita was a good time. It was loud, it was flashy, and it was exactly what I expected it to be. No major hitches, just a straightforward night of wrestling entertainment. Sometimes, that’s all you need.
