I had a wrestling phase when I was about 13 and a few of us started staging choreographed matches in our mate’s backyard. It became pretty advanced, powerbombs through flaming tables, jumping off the roof onto someone's head etc. They uploaded footage to a forum and some oddballs scattered around Perth saw it and asked if they could come over to wrestle. Some of them literally came down from the hills, bringing their own props like rakes or planks of wood, and burnt cds with their entrance music (almost exclusively nu metal).
I lost interest soon after but a few of them got serious with it and met this local porn baron called Slick Rick who agreed to put the money behind a wrestling promotion, gave them a couple of his girls to use for the show. They bought a second hand boxing ring and hired out a community hall, had a good few hundred people through the door. At the next event my mate tried to do a somersault off the turnbuckle and knocked himself unconscious, they thought he was dead. The show came to an abrupt end and his mother sitting in the front row had to be consoled as he was wheeled out on a stretcher.
They became pretty successful though and that mate got signed to the WWF a few years ago. He said Shawn Michaels was his boss.