My best friend Brad got me into PWG. We worked together at a restaurant with another guy named Matt and me absent-mindedly saying he had "Mattitude" (back in 2006) made him realize I was a fellow pro wrestling fan. It wasn't until January 2008 that he invited me to go to a show with him, All Star Weekend 6, Night Two.
I had been a big follower of ROH and even went to the Las Vegas show they had a few months prior, so I was familiar with more of the big names who came out, but not people like Karl Anderson, Super Dragon, The Young Bucks or The Dynasty, but halfway through the show my voice starting getting so hoarse from my screaming that I knew I was a PWG fan. This was my kind of wrestling: high impact, hard hitting, with just enough emphasis on psychology and storylines but with tongue firmly planted in cheek. I was hooked.
The next show I went to was "Dia de los Dangerous!" with my girlfriend at the time and she loved it as well. I went with Brad to many more shows that year, bringing along two of our wrestling buddies and making them fans as well. The last show I saw with Brad was Threemendous 2 before he died in a car accident a few years later.