Ever looked at the Wembley arch and thought, “Wonder if I could climb that?” Well, when I took my seat under the iconic curved structure, readying myself not for some Thomas Tuchel-ball but muscly oiled-up pantheons knocking seven shades out of each other, I had a similar thought.The main stage, built like a tower of cards, looked almost too climbable. I wondered if it was by design. It was.Darby Allin, a tattooed maniac whose apparent death wish knows no bounds, would end up scaling said structure with a view to throwing himself off it, crashing through the stage and the man that laid 20 feet below him. Welcome to AEW All In. It’s completely mad and stupid and I love it.This act of reckless endangerment against himself and another was in the name of professional wrestling, an objectively daft art form. Whether you object to its (dis)connection with reality or not, it involves real people putting their real bodies on the line to tell stories for our viewing pleasure. But in a world where “real” combat sports are beginning to feel more and more like a clown show, with your UFC fight cards on the White House South Lawn or ex-Disney kid Jake Paul being arguably the biggest financial draw in boxing, at least wrestling knows what it is. It is meant to be outrageous. It is meant to bend reality. And when done right, it is truly captivating, if you allow yourself to get past the absurdness of it all.All In, from back to front, was wrestling done right. This was AEW’s fourth time at Wembley, which has become the home of their “WrestleMania”. It’s criminal that WWE have not taken their “Granddaddy of them All” to these hallowed grounds, a fact that is even more infuriating with the knowledge that next year’s ‘Mania - the first ever outside North America - will be hosted by the Saudi Arabia, with hits history of alleged sportswashing. But that’s an issue for another day. WWE’s loss is AEW’s gain – Wembley is their territory.Significant sections of Wembley were covered in black lining due to unsold seats (The Independent)For now, at least. Whether Tony Khan’s emporium of muscles and tussles will return to Wembley for a fifth time in 12 months is up in the air, given ticket sales struggled again this year. They were never going to sell it out, but even after endless 50 per cent discounts and half-time adverts at Craven Cottage (Khan also owns Premier League club Fulham), they failed to break 50,000 in the 91,000-capacity stadium for the third time in four years. Black lining covered a significant portion of the seats, and there were still noticeable empties in the upper tier.This didn’t impact the atmosphere, mind you; 45,000-odd people can be very loud. It was also still the most-attended wrestling event outside of WrestleMania in 2026; hardly a ticketing disaster. But it may just not be financially viable anymore.Business is boring, though. The experience was what actually mattered. It had everything you could want from a night at the rasslin’.Let’s start with the wonderfully inane. There aren’t many life scenarios where attempting to break your wife’s spine gets a huge cheer from tens of thousands, and rightly so; no one in AEW was wishing to condone domestic violence. Wrestling is an exception. When the aptly-named Roderick Strong squared off with mixed-martial-arts horsewoman Marina Shafir – his real-life wife who, in the alternate universe of AEW, finds herself in an opposition faction – he delivered a backbreaker to her to one of the biggest pops of the night. Then you had the Costco Guys, AJ and his big teenage son Big Justice, bribing the Hurt Syndicate with a $50,000 cheque that had The Rizzler’s face emblazoned onto it. If you are not chronically online, this sentence will mean absolutely nothing to you and it will take too long to explain the lore. But trust me, it’s a fever dream. Wrestling should always have a sprinkle of stupidity, but you do want most of the show you’ve paid for to be, simply put, good. All In was great. We got an exhilarating debut, which saw the artists formerly known as Kofi Kingston and Xavier Woods, two-thirds of the New Day, arrive in AEW. Two legends of the game that should have been lifers in WWE, they left “the fed” earlier this year after refusing to take a pay cut. Renamed to Kofi and Austin Creed, they now go by the New Level – a quality rebrand, given Creed’s other passion as a gaming YouTuber – and immediately won the Trios Championships alongside Swerve Strickland. Kofi (right) and Austin Creed (left), the New Level, debuted at All In (AEW)We later got a legendary one-off return in Sting, the SEVENTY-FOUR-YEAR-OLD icon saving his protege Allin after he fell victim to some classic three-on-one beatdown debauchery against Kevin Knight.The crowd turned this wrestling bonanza into a concert for two of the best entrances in the business, belting out “Metalingus” by Alter Bridge as Adam Copeland (formerly Edge) made his way to the ring, having done the same for Chris Jericho a match earlier. His tune “Judas”, by his own band Fozzy, is a knee-slapper, even if the rest of Fozzy’s catalogue is pretty questionable.But the best was truly saved until last.AEW chief Khan had a love-hate relationship with Wills on this Sunday. Sunderland’s Wilson Isidor scored the goal that condemned his beloved Fulham to a second league defeat in two this season earlier in the afternoon. But that night, local hero Will Osprey’s coronation rubber-stamped Khan’s company’s marquee event as an all-timer.Osprey’s classic with Kenny Omega, one of the greatest workers of a generation, was brutal and beautiful. So much drama, and so much blood.Will Osprey's main event with Kenny Omega tore the house down (AEW)The tone had been set by a stirring video package of Rainham-bred Osprey’s mum paying homage to his career, over the timeless track of Baba O’Riley. And when he got the job done, pinning Omega to the mat to claim the World Heavyweight Championship, the explosion of noise inside Wembley was like little else this writer has experienced.Wrestling is inherently ridiculous and it’s fine if it’s not for you. But when many spend chunks of their lifetime slightly ashamed of this weird special interest, these nights hit different.