Summary: The Doctor doesnât understand wrestling.
“I don’t get it.” He really didn’t. Big men in weird costumes, grappling with each other in a small ring in front of a cheering and jeering audience; it made no sense to him.
“It’s entertainment,” Rory shrugged.
One man picked up his opponent and threw him against the ropes. The thrown man rebounded and knocked the first man flat on his back. The Doctor frowned. “Why didn’t he step out of the way? Wrestling was never like this in ancient Greece.
“It’s choreographed,” Amy explained, slurping on her drink. “More an exhibition than a fight. Have some more popcorn.”