Currently touring the UK, the WWE brought its pyrotechnics, leotards, divas and superstars to Brighton - not to mention the most loyal and probably least cynical fans you'll come across.

Those who cheered, gasped and booed at the days of Hulk Hogan, The Ultimate Warrior and the latter attitude era of the WWF would feel alien in this new family friendly brand of WWE which has dominated the last few years of the industry.

Gone were the tables, chairs and thumb tacks, swapped for sunglasses, chiseled bodies and American pride.

The night started with a match between the charismatic Miz and the flame haired Shaemus, which at points ventured into the ridiculous. The Miz really could do more with his skills other than comedy skits.

The talents on show through the night did however get better and showed that the WWE does still have what it takes to give the fans of high-flying athleticism what they want – for example Kofi Kingston and the six-man tag (with midgets).

The main event featured John Cena which pleased the fans but didn't surprise.

It was a fun and entertaining event for families - but give me the choice of watching a chiseled body builder goad a crowd or a wild eyed Mick Foley flying off the top of the hell in a cell and there was no contest.