I get the wrestler-fan attachment, it's the proper shit-flipping, "WHY IS X JOBBING TO Z THIS IS CLEARLY THE END OF THE WORLD!!!" fuckery that really blows my mind. It might just be me, I rarely give a crap about jobbing/burials/who wins what match stuff, but I just find it weird.
I can't really give a proper answer because, in Piper's days, I used to legit rage whenever he lost, with the whole WHAT THE FUCK, THIS IS BULLSHIT, FUCK THIS MOTHERFUCKER TO HELL. Granted, I was younger, but I think I would still have the same rage if he still wrestled now <.<
I dunno, you just like to see your guys do well and it gets disappointing when they don't. I get a bit of rage whenever I see Ziggler get beat by that fat, useless, Brodus Clay, because I like Ziggler, hate Clay, and have no idea what Vince sees in that fucking whale.
It's like when I cried because Neflite died on Sailor Moon. He was a hot piece of paper and I was devastated. I was also 13 but I was still sad that a piece of paper died. You get so caught up in the show, you feel it is a part of you.