THE CRANKY OLD MAN
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Wednesday, August 26, 2015
to make fun of professional wrestling.What idiot would believe that crap?
believed professional wrestling was real, even when I was twelve years old and
watching “Bedlam from Boston” on TV Friday nights.
as I recall was “Killer Kowalski” who generally won by submission when he
applied the painful “Claw Hold.”
The "Killer" applies "The Claw Hold"
for a year or two when my older boys were twelve and ten.That was the Hulk Hogan era after he had
defeated the Iron Sheik to obtain the title.
A few years
ago when Spencer was twelve (that seems to be the age that young boys get
fascinated with wrestling) I started watching again.
watched during three distinctly different eras in the world of professional
the first era the best.That was the era
of good vs. evil.Many of the good guys
always lost.For some reason I liked
those guys the best.
was almost always the same.Good guy
gets in a few licks, bad guy who was always bigger and stronger fights back.Bad guy almost pins good guy, but lets him up
so he can torture him a bit because he is the bad guy.Good guy suddenly gets strength from nowhere,
kind of like Popeye after he eats his spinach and he makes a tremendous
comeback.Just when the good guy is
about to win, the bad guy does something dirty, a punch with a roll of quarters hidden in
his trunks often did the trick, and he goes on to punish and finally pin the
favorite good guys were Arnold “Golden Boy” Skaalandand Chief Jay Strongbow.When Arnold did his Popeye thing he would pound his arms and puff out
his chest; the bad guy knew he was in for it…until he finally beat the crap out
of the Golden Boy.I never saw the
Golden Boy win a match…not even once!
Arnold "The Golden Boy" Skaaland
Chief had enough he went into his war dance (and people today think the
Washington Football team is offensive.)The bad guy generally got all scared and left the ring for a minute,
when he came back the Chief would throw him around like a rag doll until the
roll of quarters came out and the referee was not looking.The Chief may have had some success in
different leagues, but when I watched he always lost.
Don’t ask me
why I loved this crap.Hell, I was only
twelve.Now I only watch highbrow stuff
Housewives of New Jersey” starts soon.I
am very excited.