I'm writing this because I want my memories wrote down on a blog I haven't even used in months, and a lot of my friends on Twitter wanted to know things. I didn't have the time on my dying phone to answer to everyone, so I thought I would write this.
The Trip Begins
As most of you know I took off for Portland Oregon to see Monday Night Raw, and may I just start off with saying EPIC? It was a long 11-12 hour drive, which most of it was in a storm. The sun would break through every once in a while, but other than that it was cloudy and boring. We drove through the storm and into the night, finally stopping for a nap just about 2 hours away from Portland. We woke up around 5 and pushed on. The fog and clouds wouldn't back off though, so most of the time it was grey. Once in Portland we drove around and explored the city before finally being able to check into our rooms. After a nice little rest, we went back out again. driving by the Rose Garden. That's when it became real for me. I could see the WWE Semi-Trucks that carried the stage, and everything else for the show. I saw some buses. That's when I knew I was just a day away from the greatest show on earth. We walked around a took pictures of the trucks and buses, which are posted on my facebook and twitter account.
When I woke up Monday and looked out the window, the sun was shining and the clouds were rolling away. As soon as we got dressed, enjoyed some good breakfast, we headed towards the Rose Garden again. More buses and trucks had pulled in. It made me even more excited seeing more signs of WWE life.
While we were driving around, I checked Twitter just for the heck of it. (I was checking to see if any wrestlers posted anything about being somewhere in Portland or something like that.) That's when I saw Ted DiBaise tweeting someone about meeting up for a DiBiase Posse. I found out the location and we shot over there. People were already standing/sitting in line at the Rose Garden for the show later, but there was a group that was the DiBiase Posse. We stood there waiting for Ted to show up, getting rather anxious. He tweeted one of the guys there saying he was searching for it, so they thought chanting "DiBiase Posse" would help him locate us. Soon after the tweet was sent, Ted walked around the corner with some fans, which I'm guessing helped him find the meeting spot. Ted had his phone out and was taking video of us as he walked up. The people standing in line for a show rushed over as well. Ted was all smiles and said hey and hi to everyone. He was very nice and polite. It was awesome. As me and my dad went up for a picture he smiled and nodded, replying with. "Guess I should take this toothpick out." We laughed and posed for the picture. After that he paid attention to the other fans. He picked up a little boy and gladly took a picture with him. Which made me smile. Then he was kind enough to let me have another picture with just me and him. I asked him for another pic and he said, "Sure sweetie, where we at?" Meaning where was the camera at. So we posed together and my step-mom took the picture.
I must admit, wrapping my arm around his back felt amazing. I could feel his muscles beneath his shirt. I'm not trying to sound pervy, it's just...I like muscly men. When he had his arm on my shoulder, it was truly a time where I felt like no one could harm me had they tried. After that I borrowed someone's Sharpie and had him sign my phone case, which he thought was cool because it was my Captain America collectors edition. (It's even more priceless now.) It was amazing to meet Ted. He seemed like such a great guy, nice smile, very friendly. Nice to know he'll stop and take time to meet with the fans.
Now it's showtime.
After surviving the line to get T-shirts and programs, we headed for our seats. I was very pleased with where the seats were. It wasn't the press boxes like I had tweeted, but it was where they had media personal sit during some event. There was a giant cement wall behind us, and then more people, so thankfully when the signs and people popped up I could stand on my chair and see just fine without blocking anyone else's view. The show was amazing. The pyro was loud and scared me once, the crowd was fired up, and I was WAY excited. The dark match to kick the show off was Santino vs. Curt Hawkins. With Santino winning. Then they tapped a match for Superstars. Beth Phoenix vs. Alica Fox. Beth won that one. Then came the announcement to get pumped up and get our signs ready because they were going to do a live shot, so we got all fired up. I basically was the only one cheering for Jericho there, but I didn't care. After the Miz vs. Cena match, Miz got up and starting complaining about how he deserved better and demanded someone else come fight him. Triple H then came out, hit the pedigree on Miz, and did the DX Crotch Chop before leaving. The dark main event match was Kane vs. Cena. That's when Kane's pyro scared me. Wasn't ready for that at ALL.
(I'm kinda rushing this because if I could say all I wanted to, your eyes would be dead and rolled out on the floor. So if there's anything else you want to know just let me know.)
After The Show
After the show was over, I was trying to hurry my dad and step-mom along to the car so we could race out to the airport. I knew that would be where we could meet some wrestlers, I just knew it. I asked a security guard where he thought they might go, and he said the Portland Airport because it was the closest. So that's where we went. Thankfully we saw a few other WWE fans standing around, so I knew we must be in the right place. Not even 5 minutes after we got there, I saw Chris Jericho, who signed a couple things then went in like a mad dash toward the gates. My dad chased after him, and I was not far behind him. Seeing I'd probably get no picture, I shouted. "Jericho, can I have a picture with you?!" While staring at his butt, tempted to latch onto his leg to stop him. xD Thankfully I didn't do that, but I had what I am now calling a "Chris Jericho Moment." I was so close, yet so far away. CM Punk was the same way.
After turning around feeling like my heart had been slammed with a hammer, I spotted Mason Ryan and Jerry Lawler. I made my way over to Lawler first, getting a picture with him. He looked so tired, I felt sorry for him. Then I went over to Mason Ryan. Getting a picture and an autograph. And if I may say so, he made me feel like Hornswoggle. xD After we got done with the picture I moved out of the way of the other people wanting pictures and stuff, and that's when I saw Kofi Kingston. I made my way over to him, had him sign my book, and take a picture. I thanked him for letting me take a picture with him, (which I did with every superstar,) I told him about Jericho blowing me off and he said, "Oh yeah, Jericho will blow you off.."
Once Kofi left, we all just stood there watching and waiting for another superstar to come in. People were talking about how Triple H was somewhere in the building. Then they paged John Cena down to Alaskan Airlines. So a few people rushed down there and waited, and waited, and waited. We all thought it was just a fluke to get most of the people out of the way so Cena could get by quickly without being seen. I just about died thinking I was so close, and missed him by seconds. So we stayed there, being the only people standing there. Just as I lost hope, I turned around and saw The Rock walk in. My step-mom talked about how she wanted to meet him all day, and finally she got the chance. He was in a hurry, so we took "walking pictures." Thankfully all 3 of us got one with him before he left. He seemed like a nice guy, just in a hurry. Great smile might I add.
We worked our way back down to where we were originally, and just stood there waiting and watching for the next superstar. I was hoping it would be Cena, but half of me still felt like we missed him already. My heart shattered even more as the minutes ticked by and there was still no sight of Cena. I really wanted to meet him, that's all I really wanted. The show was nice, meeting Jericho would have been nice, but I just really wanted to see Cena. Just as I lost all hope my dad said that there was one. I whirled around, saw it was Cena and rushed over to him like my life depended on it.
"Can I please have a picture with you?" I some how managed to push out in a decent order. It hadn't hit me yet.
"Oh yeah sure, just let me check in first." He said with a smile. So I backed away and let him get to the point where he needed to check in. THEN it hit me. My chest tightened up, my legs grew weak, my heart stopped, and began to shake. I shook like never before. From my toes all the way to my ears. All out of excitement of getting to meet John Cena!!! When he waved me over for a picture, as we waited for my step-mom and dad to get cameras ready, I just blurted out to him...
"Would it be okay if I hugged you?" How the hell I even asked that surprises the hell out of me. I'm afraid to ask my own family simple questions, let alone a celebrity in person!
"Yeah sure, that's fine." He said. We took the picture, and sadly in all my excitement, I never got my hug. Maybe next time though. I also had him sign my book as well. He complimented my shirt. (It was the limited edition dark purple shirt. Only 2,000 were made I think.) When I wrapped my arm around him, it was like the same feeling with Ted, but 10x better. It almost felt like I was standing against a brick wall. I TOTALLY felt like NOTHING bad in this world would happen. Seriously, you can call me weird and creepy, but that's how it felt being next to his huge self.
After my picture was taken, a kid next to me asked if I could take his picture, which I gladly said I would. He handed me his iPhone and I waited until they were ready, then took aim. But soon my shaking from being so excited ruined it. I had to ask someone else to take the picture for them. According to my step-mom, Cena just chuckled, smiled, and shook his head at my trembling. (I wonder how many times he sees that.)
He looked at my shirt, "You know, I've always liked that shirt.." I replied with a shaky 'I know right.' After he signed the book I stepped back and let him meet with other fans. Signing this, and taking this picture and that picture. Kneeling down to take pictures with the couple little kids that were there. It was a wonderful thing. I almost had another heart attack when I realized he hadn't signed my grandma's shirt yet. I rushed over, Sharpie ready.
He pulled his phone out. "I really need to get home you guys.."
I shoved the shirt towards him and bravely said, still shaking, "You gotta sign this for my grandma."
He grabbed the Sharpie and looked at me, "Alright, but I see a lot of these for sale you know.."
"Oh grandma won't be selling it, trust me."
He signed my grandma's shirt, and I was officially on cloud 10,000. It felt so awesome. Words can't be used to describe how amazing it was. My dad got a picture with him as well, and then we left after getting a picture. I was smiling, and still am smiling about it. I met John Cena at my first ever Monday Night Raw. What are the odds? Cena seemed like the coolest out of all of them, (him and Ted tie), he was so nice and patient with everyone. Truly amazing man.
There was a few superstars I wished I had met, but there will be other shows we are going to, and now we know where to wait for them.
