Where It All Began....

People ask me all the time why I love wrestling. The answer is simple... It's in my blood. When you look at the picture above you'll notice that there is an old man holding a puzzle of The Immortal Hulk Hogan, but what you won't know is that the man is my Grandpa Lee. He is the reason I am the man I am today, because he is man who introduced me to pro wrestling, something that I have loved every second of my life since day one. And thanks to him I have found the strength to draw inspiration from wrestling just like he did 20 plus years ago...

He was a simple man, he loved wrestling with all his heart, and back then he still thought it was real like most others did during that era. His favorite was Hulk Hogan, I will never forget the times I would spend at his house.. He would make me some peanut butter toast with a little sugar on top and we would sit in his living room while Saturday Night's Main Event was on, He would yell and scream at the tv, which I could giggle about. He would always tell me how great Hogan was and how no one would ever beat him. I never fully understood until years later how much wrestling meant to him. He passed away in 1992, and a few years ago in 2005, my dad gave me a box that my Grandpa had left for me. It had all kinds of old figures, puzzles, magazines, ect... in it of old school WWF. And since I never grew out of it, It meant the world to me. Now that I am older and know alot of guys that work in the buisness, I am proud to say that it still means as much to me now than it did to me as a child. I will never "grow up" and pass the phase known as "wrestling fan". There are other stories I remember about my Grandpa, I will share them another time. The pic below is me in the early 90's wearing the hat he gave me before he died. Ironically it's a WWF hat and WCW Sting t-shirt.

As I sit here now, I am beyond happy to report that the love I have for wrestling will continue, not only in me, but also in my 4 year old daughter, Tori, who absolutely loves every second that it is on. It reminds me of when I was a kid, I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. She struggles with Cerebal Palsy, among other things, but that doesn't stop her from showing her passion when wrestling is on. She kicks, hollars, punches, and laughes during the course of the matches. I honestly cannot tell you how much it means to me that she shares the same love and passion as I do for it. It adds another layer to our relationship, and guarentees I will always have someone to share it with.

In conclusion, if you call yourself a fan, you should take the time to sit and think about why, and make an effort to share your story with others. If you actually read all of this, I thank you. I hope you enjoyed it because I shared a piece of my heart with you. Again, Thanks for reading and...

Keep on Keeping On!