Throughout the history of professional wrestling, the chickenshit would almost certainly have to be considered the most despised of all the archetypes represented in the sport. Monsters are understandable: big, scary creatures capable of laying the wood to your favorite ‘white hat’ through sheer superhuman power. Athletic superior heels are equally understandable, making use of… Continue reading From Alabama To “Hollywood”, John Tatum Whined And Whimpered His Way To Championship Gold
Michael Hayes, I came here just for an interview, but I have my stuff in the back and if you want someone to wrestle, I'll wrestle you. - Mike Von Erich On June 18th, 1983, the legendary Kerry Von Erich married Catherine Murray. After spending their honeymoon in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, the couple returned to… Continue reading The Weight Of Family Legacy: The All Too Short Life Of Mike Von Erich
My brother Buddy Roberts is 240 pounds of hot stuff and he don't stop 'till he gets enough! - Michael "P.S." Hayes As an unabashed supporter of the beloved Von Erichs wrestling family when I was a youngster, I, by default despised The Fabulous Freebirds. As I got older, I learned to appreciate what each… Continue reading From Hollywood Blond To Fabulous Freebird: The Story Of Buddy “Jack” Roberts
Anybody, anywhere who does not fear the name Abdullah the Butcher is either an insane fool or they're lying to ya! - "Playboy" Gary Hart The first live wrestling show I ever attended was in my East Texas grade school gymnasium. I was 8 years old and the Main Event that night was One Man… Continue reading The Element Of Fear In Pro Wrestling Is A Thing Of The Past (But Bray Wyatt’s Working On It)
Chavo Guerrero, crying about how "I spent two years of my life away from my family to achieve winning this belt in Tokyo, Japan." Well, Chavo, like the saying goes, "A fool loses tomorrow reaching back for yesterday". So, Chavo, you're an idiot and Paul Boesch, you're an idiot for making me defend this title in a rematch! - Gino Hernandez
I was 12 years old the first and only time my dad took me to the “World Famous” Sportatorium in Dallas. I had no idea I'd finish the night as one of the biggest heels in the building.