Okay, let’s talk about this whole “michin wwe” thing. It wasn’t like I planned it, you know? It just sort of happened.
Found myself with a lot of time on my hands a while back. Wasn’t working, things were kinda slow. Started flipping channels, landed on some old WWE stuff. Not the current shiny product, but the older, wilder days. Attitude Era, some of the crazier hardcore matches. That’s where the “michin” part really hit me. It means “crazy,” right? And man, some of that stuff was just plain nuts.
Getting Down the Rabbit Hole
So, I started watching. A lot. Like, hours would just disappear. Didn’t just watch passively, though. That’s not really my style. I grabbed a notebook. Started jotting things down. Who was fighting who, the big spots, the crowd reactions. Why? Dunno, just felt like I needed to document it, make sense of the chaos maybe.
Here’s what I did, basically:
- Picked specific wrestlers known for being unhinged. Think Mick Foley, Terry Funk, guys like that.
- Watched their key matches chronologically if I could find them.
- Made notes on the storytelling within the madness. How did they build up to the crazy moments?
- Tried to figure out the line between planned chaos and just… well, actual chaos.
It became a bit of an obsession, this whole process. Tracking down obscure matches, reading old fan forums from back in the day to get context. My notes got thicker. Filled up one notebook, started another. It felt like a project, even though it didn’t really have a purpose beyond keeping my brain busy.
What Came Out Of It
You’d think watching endless hours of guys hitting each other with chairs and falling off high things would just numb your brain. And maybe it did, a little. But documenting it, breaking it down, it kinda forced me to see the structure underneath. Even the most “michin” stuff often had a plan, a build-up, a payoff. It wasn’t just random violence.
Looking back, that period of deep-diving into crazy wrestling, this whole “michin wwe” phase, it wasn’t about becoming a superfan. It was about having something to focus intense energy on when everything else felt uncertain. The practice of observing, recording, analyzing – even for something as wild as old-school WWE – it kept my mind sharp in its own weird way. When things picked up again, work-wise, I found that habit of structured observation stuck with me. Didn’t expect that. Just goes to show, you never know where you’ll find useful practice.
