For those of you who think you know me, I have a confession to make: My name is Clara, and I’m a professional wrestling fan. Yes, it’s true.  

When I first started dating my husband more than 25 years ago, I thought he was such a nerd.  

Clara Garcia

Matthew would collect everything and anything “Star Wars” related, baseball cards, Denver Broncos, USC and New York Mets memorabilia and a whole bunch of other stuff I couldn’t relate to.  

Then I saw his collection of professional wrestling action figures, which, at the time, he said he bought for his young sons. I really never watched wrestling before except for the occasional Sunday afternoon with my tata.   

I just thought it was a bunch of guys in tights, running around a ring pretending to hit and throw each other around.  

Matthew and the boys would watch at least two different professional wrestling companies back in the day — WWF (World Wrestling Federation; now WWE, World Wrestling Entertainment) and WCW (World Championship Wrestling).  

After we got married, wrestling nights were a regular occurrence at our house — at least three times a week. While I watched, I really wasn’t invested. At first, I would only watch because they were watching.  

I began to learn some of the names and personalities, then some of the factions, and then the story lines. Back then, I was a big soap opera fan, so I could kind of relate. There’s lots of drama in professional wrestling.  

I started to watch because I wanted to see The Rock and his famously-raised eyebrow. I liked watching the Big Show, Chyna, Edge, Lita, Stone Cold Steve Austin and so much more.  

We would even go to live events when then would come to Albuquerque. I have pictures of Triple H, Kane and the Undertaker. I think I even have a picture of Eddie Guerrero some place. 

I guess I enjoyed it back then too, but after the boys grew up and graduated high school, I stopped watching wrestling. Matthew would tune in once in a while, but didn’t watch as regularly as we once did.  

Fast forward about 10 years and during the pandemic, life slowed down a bit and we were staying home more often. Matthew and I began watching WWE again. There were no crowds and most of the wrestlers had changed. 

Now I find myself watching wrestling on Mondays (after my weekly city council meetings) and Fridays and all the WWE pay-per-views. I know the wrestlers’ names, their story lines, their histories and probably more than I ever thought I’d want to know about them.  

I have my favorites — Seth “Freakin’ Rollins, his wife, Becky “The Man” Lynch,  Cody Rhodes, Rhea Ripley, Raquel Rodriguez, Rey Mysterio and Alexa Bliss.  

Then there are those heals that make my blood curdle — Austin Theory, Bayley, “Dirty” Dominik Mysterio and even the tribal chief himself, Roman Reigns, the WWE Universal Champion.   

Everyone has an addiction, and since I gave up smoking a year ago, I guess I found a new vice. At least this one won’t kill me. 

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Clara Garcia is the editor and publisher of the Valencia County News-Bulletin.
She is a native of the city of Belen, beginning her journalism career at the News-Bulletin in 1998 as the crime and courts reporter. During her time at the paper, Clara has won numerous awards for her writing, photography and typography and design both from the National Newspaper Association and the New Mexico Press Association.