On March 31, 1985, professional wrestling didn’t politely knock on pop culture’s door. It kicked it open, tripped over the coffee table, and shouted, “WE LIVE HERE NOW.” Inside Madison Square Garden, WrestleMania I unfolded as equal parts wrestling show, celebrity circus, and extremely expensive leap of faith. Vince McMahon had essentially bet the entire World Wrestling Federation on one night. If this failed, the company was toast. If it succeeded, wrestling might just be
