My Ric Flair Meet and Greet Journey in 2024
So, I actually ended up going to that Ric Flair meet and greet this year. It popped up on my radar, and I thought, “Well, it’s Ric Flair!” You just gotta, right? The Nature Boy, Woooo! Seemed like one of those things you do, just to say you did it.
Getting the tickets was surprisingly not a total headache. Clicked a few buttons online, and that was that. Honestly, I was expecting a fight for them. I didn’t really do much to prepare. Just made sure my phone was charged up for a photo, the usual. You always think you’ll say something clever, but then the moment comes and your mind goes blank. Or there’s just no time.
The day came, and I drove over to the place. The venue itself was, well, a venue. Nothing fancy, just a space big enough to hold a crowd. And there was a crowd, alright. Loads of people. You see all kinds at these things:
- Folks in old-school wrestling shirts.
- Some with replica championship belts slung over their shoulders.
- Real die-hard fans, you could tell.
It’s always interesting to see the mix of people who show up.
Then the main event before the main event: the line. Oh man, the waiting. It’s always the part that tests your patience. We shuffled along, inch by inch. Some people were getting antsy, others were just chatting away, swapping stories about their favorite wrestling moments. It’s like a little community for a few hours. I’m not usually one for these big fan gatherings, this was more of a one-off for me, really.
Finally, it was my turn. It all happens so fast, like a blur. They move you in, you get a quick “Hey Ric,” maybe a handshake if you’re lucky, they snap the picture, and then you’re ushered out. He looked pretty good, still had that sparkle. He even let out a “Woooo!” for a group nearby. Man, that guy must shake a thousand hands a day at these things. I wonder if he even registers individual faces after a while.
I got my photo. It’s me, looking a bit awkward, and Ric Flair doing his signature pose. Standard stuff. They had an option for autographs too, but I just stuck with the photo op. The line for signatures looked like another marathon, and some people had armfuls of stuff for him to sign. That’s a whole other level of dedication, or maybe business, I don’t know.
After it was all over, walking away, you kinda think, “That was it?” It’s always a little bit like that with these things, isn’t it? You build it up, and then it’s over in sixty seconds. But hey, I can say I met Ric Flair. Got the photo to prove it. It’s a cool little memory. Not sure my kids will care, but it’s a story for me.
It reminds me of this one time, years back, I went to a small convention to meet an actor from some TV show I liked back then. Same deal. Long wait, quick hello, photo, and done. It’s just the way these meet and greets are structured, I suppose. It’s a business at the end of the day. They’re there to provide a service, and we’re there for that little moment of connection, however brief. You’re not really having a conversation, you’re participating in a well-oiled machine. Still, people line up, myself included this time around. Can’t say I regret it, though. It was an experience.
