Originally Posted By: Lucius Prometheus Vorenus
Twenty-seven? Fuck, I was so out-of-shape by the time I was twenty-five (cigarettes) I couldn't imagine starting a new sport that late. Did it begin as one of those backyard deals where you hit each other with lawn furniture?


No I did that as a kid, we didn't hit each other with things. To us that was crap. It wasn't until I wrestled professionally a year that I realized the art was in hardcore wrestling. Everyone knows wrestling is fixed, but the emotions that you bring out in a crowd when your doing something that looks totally dangerous is a high. You can;t fake steel, barbwire, kendo sticks, and thumbtacks, and I think people appreciate the show you put on more.