First, I want to be clear: I'm not talking about every girl. I'm talking completely about the type of girl who has never watched a wrestling event before, who would never imagine her Sunday night to be centered around this activity and the girl who has absolutely no idea what's going on during this show. This girl, was me.

I learned a lot during WrestleMania 32, and just about none of this actually had to do with the actual wrestling. But a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do to get through an event like this. And I made it out alive, with some interesting observations:

The Ex-BFFs

Learning the background story to the girls (or Divas, if you want to refer to them "officially") was possibly the highlight of my night. It was kind of like the wrestling version of "The Hills" or some other reality television show I would have much rather been watching. Reality television meets the sports world, and I was right there soaking it all up.

Pretty much I put together that Becky Lynch and Charlotte were once best friends that split up over the wrestling game. Something about Charlotte being willing to do anything to win—including cheat? Wrestling seems like a ridiculous thing to lose a best friend over, but hey, what do I know? Even though I tend to support blondes, due to our hair color connection, I have to give Becky some major props for being the bigger person; even if she didn't win.

The Dad VS The Undertaker

This was where I repeated myself 50 times that I never want to watch a wrestling event ever again. Shane McMahon (who I refer to as "The Dad") came out on stage with his absolutely adorable family. If I saw this guy on the street, I would think he is a normal father on his way to his son's baseball game. I would never in a million years think that he would be about to get in a something called "Hell in a Cell" with quite possibly the scariest man I've ever seen—the Undertaker.

The match hadn't even started yet, and I was already tearing up. The Dad's kids were right in the front row, and I don't think anyone believed he was going to come out of this match perfectly fine. As I watched The Dad literally get the crap beaten out of him, I was balling my eyes out. This was the first time in my life I've ever cried over a non-dog related television incident, so that's saying a lot. I was in front of quite a few people and not even that could stop the tears from coming out.

Personal Style

As a girl who cares absolutely zero about wrestling, and way too much about clothing and makeup, I couldn't help but pay attention to everyone's style. From the guys to the girls, I have to admit it was interesting.

The hair on the girls was intense—from blonde, to orange, to bright pink. As someone who knew nothing about what was going on, I unashamedly picked the girl I wanted to win based on the color of her hair and the outfit that most appealed to me. I had to make it interesting some how, right?

For the guys, I saw everything from tiny outfits, that even would have seemed inappropriate for a girl to be wearing, and costumes that looked like something I saw during Halloween '99.

Woo-ing

Being new to everything dealing with wrestling, I had never really heard of Ric Flair. But after the hours spent watching WrestleMania 32, I now know that he's some type of legend. For what? I'm not exactly sure. But it might have something to do with his obsessive need to "woo" every 10 minutes?

The Rock

The fact that The Rock started out because of wrestling and not for his roll in "The Babysitter" was news to me. I can't really complain about seeing him though, I mean have you seen that body?

WrestleMania 32 was one for the books. I'm not sure if I'll ever be talked into watching another (especially after my emotional break down about "The Dad"), but if I do I'm sure I will find more non-wrestling things to focus on during the more than four-hour event.