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I do not watch wrestling--I DO NOT WATCH WRESTLING!
Long before Hulk Hogan was ever thought about and when Leroy McGirt was still running the show, my Daddy got a wild hair and decided to take me to the wrestling matches in Little Rock at Robinson Auditorium. Wrestling was only on tv on Saturday afternoons and pay for view was unheard of.
Maybe the fish werent biting or it wasnt hunting season, but for whatever the reason, off we went. Back in those days the only bad guy that I had ever heard of was a guy that wore a mask that called himself Bolo.
There was a couple of new bad guys on the block called the Asassains. They both copied Bolo and wore these skin tight masks with some sort of lightning bolt or something like that on the sides. They were a little mysterious and a lot scary to a 9 year old kid who had no idea that wrestling was fake and was just for our entertainment.
I had seen Danny Hodge whup up on just about everybody he wrestled, but had never heard of his tag-team partner, Lou Thez. Daddy had heard of Lou and assured me that him and Danny were the original good guys. For the second time in my life, I watched intently as Daddy bought himself a draft Budweiser and drank it while I had my coke.(The other time was when we were at a fourth of July picnic in our yard. He drank a can of Bud that day.) Yessir, Daddy really let his hair down that night! Mind you, he only had the one beer, but I remember having this strange feeling in my gut watching him drink it.
The match started and what a match it was! After numerous folding chairs got thrown, it was the usual stuff. The Asassains tried everything they could to win in that smoke filled auditorium. They would tag and then go under the ring and switch when the one that was getting the tar beat out of him, but to no avail!
Of course, after it was all said and done, the good guys won and Daddy sent me up to the ring after the match to collect their autographs. By golly, I got Danny Hodges and Lou Thezs that night and actually put them somewhere so I would never lose them. Well, I lost them.
That night I saw a side of Daddy that I had never seen before. My Daddy was not only a beer drinker, but he was also right there with me the whole night cheering on Danny and Lou!
It wasnt long after that that both Danny and Lou retired. The Asassains were around for a few more years to come. I will never forget that night that just me and Daddy "hung out" together just being ourselves. Thanks for coming along and WATCH OUT FOR FLYING CHAIRS!
God Bless,
Lil Brother <img src="/metal/html/smile.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt="
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Long before Hulk Hogan was ever thought about and when Leroy McGirt was still running the show, my Daddy got a wild hair and decided to take me to the wrestling matches in Little Rock at Robinson Auditorium. Wrestling was only on tv on Saturday afternoons and pay for view was unheard of.
Maybe the fish werent biting or it wasnt hunting season, but for whatever the reason, off we went. Back in those days the only bad guy that I had ever heard of was a guy that wore a mask that called himself Bolo.
There was a couple of new bad guys on the block called the Asassains. They both copied Bolo and wore these skin tight masks with some sort of lightning bolt or something like that on the sides. They were a little mysterious and a lot scary to a 9 year old kid who had no idea that wrestling was fake and was just for our entertainment.
I had seen Danny Hodge whup up on just about everybody he wrestled, but had never heard of his tag-team partner, Lou Thez. Daddy had heard of Lou and assured me that him and Danny were the original good guys. For the second time in my life, I watched intently as Daddy bought himself a draft Budweiser and drank it while I had my coke.(The other time was when we were at a fourth of July picnic in our yard. He drank a can of Bud that day.) Yessir, Daddy really let his hair down that night! Mind you, he only had the one beer, but I remember having this strange feeling in my gut watching him drink it.
The match started and what a match it was! After numerous folding chairs got thrown, it was the usual stuff. The Asassains tried everything they could to win in that smoke filled auditorium. They would tag and then go under the ring and switch when the one that was getting the tar beat out of him, but to no avail!
Of course, after it was all said and done, the good guys won and Daddy sent me up to the ring after the match to collect their autographs. By golly, I got Danny Hodges and Lou Thezs that night and actually put them somewhere so I would never lose them. Well, I lost them.
That night I saw a side of Daddy that I had never seen before. My Daddy was not only a beer drinker, but he was also right there with me the whole night cheering on Danny and Lou!
It wasnt long after that that both Danny and Lou retired. The Asassains were around for a few more years to come. I will never forget that night that just me and Daddy "hung out" together just being ourselves. Thanks for coming along and WATCH OUT FOR FLYING CHAIRS!
God Bless,
Lil Brother <img src="/metal/html/smile.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt="
"> <img src="/metal/html/smile.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt="">