By gosh, this may be the longest time I have gone without writing a column. Itâs the tryptophan, I tell ya, the tryptophan.
So, WWE without Bruce Prichard. Yeah, we never really saw him on television. His onscreen role as Brother Love was relegated to cameo appearances at best. For years, he has been a behind-the-scenes guy with WWE, serving in various roles. He was a vital cog in the production of the shows. Now, he’s out with the proverbial “best wishes.” Will we notice? Maybe. Maybe not. But it spells the end of any Brother Love appearances for the foreseeable future. So, to Bruce, in the words of Brother Love, “Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaank, yewwwwwwwwww.”
Hulk Hogan wins a Humanitarian award from the National Indian Gaming Association. The acronym for this association can be found in another posting, so I don’t need to post it here. But if said acronym is on the trophy, I would suggest that the Hulkster be careful where he displays it. Seriously, folks. It’s intentional, offensive or tragically ironic.
Del Wilkes is all hot and bothered over Tom Brandi’s use of the Patriot gimmick. Brandi has claimed for years that he purchased the patriotic persona from Wilkes. Years, if not a decade later, the ex-“Trooper” is getting the word out that no money changed hands. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that Del may not have access to the World Wide Googly Interweb or may not have left the house in years. Oh well, with the apparent demise of Dale GagneR’s whatever-the-name-is wrestling promotion, Brandi will have to cop another gimmick.
“The Wrestler” an Oscar nominee. No, Ed Asner and Verne Gagne are not headed for Academy Award immortality. This is the new vehicle for Mickey Rourke that many are saying is his comeback movie (Hello? Sin City?). The buzz is strong and the awards are already coming in. Imagine a wrestling movie as a Best Picture nominee or winner. “No Holds Barred” was just a tinge too late. And I’m looking at you, should-have-been Best Supporting Actor nominee Tiny Lister.
In his latest blog, Jim Ross claims that he’s tired of Randy Savage questions. While I don’t receive near the volume of emails that fills JR’s box, I couldn’t agree more. He’s out of the spotlight. The latest picture I saw of him more resembles a “Macho Santa Clause,” complete with white beard and a bowl full of jelly-belly. He’s enjoying a modicum of success in Hollywood. He hates WWE. They hate him. Let it go. If you strongly believe in his legacy, a WWE Hall of Fame induction is rather meaningless at this point.
I realize that it is already out, but a late shipment and the holiday has prevented my review if the new Eddy Guerrero DVD set. From what I have seen, this is still one of the more sad stories in the wrestling industry. Yes, we have lost many due to drug use, both past and present. But to see the personal impact of Eddy’s death from his family’s point of view makes the loss all too fresh so many years later. Seriously, can anyone think of this story or watch his family and wrestling peers shed tears and not choke up?
