There are only a few things that make me angry. People calling professional wrestling “fake” is one of them.

There’s no doubt that the Undertaker’s “Tombstone,” if performed by an amateur would leave someone dead, and a victim of Triple H’s “Pedigree” would probably want to be. But so what?

These are still athletes. They still put in the same amount of work that any employee of a “regular” company would. The only difference is that they do it on stage in front of millions of people.

There’s a storyline, but the blood is real.

Recently, Seattle Semi-Pro Wrestling, a “fighting cabaret” as the organization has so deemed itself, has been in the news.

This is a group who has satirized professional wrestling for the last six years, and now the Department of Licensing wants to regulate the SSP as “sports entertainment.”

It was bad enough claiming the efforts from men and women of the WWE were acted, and now there’s talk of licensing a group that has deliberately tried to prove professional wrestling to be fake?

It’s like commending them for their nonefforts.

I say put them in the ring with the pros — one “fake” chair to the head might change their mind.