"Hacksaw" Jim Duggan was the most popular man in the battle royal, and you could tell he was touched. People were screaming "Hooooooooooo!" and "U-S-A!" for him the whole time.

The workers really struggled with getting MVP's inflatable ramp operating, leading to a very extended entrance for Mr. Kennedy. I don't know what was going to happen if they couldn't get it put together in more than about another ten seconds.

The crowd was absolutely wild for the Money in the Bank match and it was even more breathtaking up close than it ever is on TV. John Morrison's moonsault in particular defied reality and left people screaming obscenities at the top of their lungs and jumping up in down. So did Carlito's back cracker off of the ladder, and the three man combined suplex and sunset flip. The outcome, however, was not popular at all, at least in my section. He was the only man in the match who wasn't over.

I literally missed Kane vs. Chavo. I hadn't managed to take my seat yet and was staring off into space thinking about something for nine seconds. It was practically over before I'd realized it had started.

On a personal note, Ric Flair vs. Shawn Michaels was barely a minute or two in before I got the strong feeling that I was witnessing one of the small handful of the greatest matches in Wrestlemania history. I was wearing a warm jacket on a hot night in Orlando but I do not use a figure of speech when I say that I was shivering when Ric Flair came down the isle for the last time. I was overwhelmingly reminded of Randy Savage vs. Ricky Steamboat, in that the spots were for the most part not spectacular but rather the wrestling was so pure, the emotion was so high and the performances were so 'on' that even a series of chops, headlock takeovers and small packages absolutely glowed and entertained. The ending was perfect, in my opinion, with Flair losing but going out on his own terms, proud, strong, ready. When Flair finally returned back up the isle the big guy sitting next to me quite seriously turned to me and said "That was so sad. I could really cry," and as soon as he said that my eyes filled with tears. I turned to look at the woman next to me and she was rubbing her eyes. It was such a beautiful experience to share, and I couldn't help but think that we, the audience, were reliving the footsteps of another audience - that of The Macho King vs. The Ultimate Warrior. There too the camera man cut to shot after shot of fans weeping with bittersweet emotion in the audience as Savage held Miss Elizabeth on his shoulder. When I've shown that clip to friends in order to prove to them that wrestling has real depth they've burst out laughing that grown men would cry over men in tights. No one at the Citrus Bowl was laughing. No matter how many Hell in a Cell matches, or ladder matches, or Last Man Standing matches you go to nothing will ever compare to what it's like to be there for a retirement match.