leave your inhibitions at the door
I think you can categorize this post as “absolutely nothing to do with food, wine, music, or Lindsay Lohan.” Or as my wife, Boom Boom, would say – “further evidence that he has a steel trap memory for all the things that don’t matter.” Be prepared, I might scare you.
I was reading The Byronic Man’s terrific comic strip-style post on a one night visit to Winnemucca , NV. Among the many funny bits was his meeting with Haystacks Calhoun, the legendary mid-20th Century professional wrestler.
He was a literal mountain of a man – 600 lbs of – who wrestled in the 1950s-1960s. This was back in the day when brawling and brute strength took precedence over showmanship. Back when the flashiest thing about a wrestler was his nickname. The days before colorful costumes and makeup. When men like Dick the Bruiser ruled –
Don’t get me wrong, it was still fake. But it was a man’s fake. It was a bunch of wrestlers doing regional tours, fighting in places like the Marigold Bowling Alley in Chicago. Then in the 70s-80s, wrestling became more prevalent on television and we started seeing theatrics and storylines that spanned a television season like a soap opera.
If it sounds like I know wayyyy too much about professional wrestling, I really don’t. I watched a little growing up and in high school. But I had a college roommate who was really into it, so a little bit of it rubbed off on me. So I really just know a little too much about it, not wayyyy too much.
Anyway, we had a theory that the average guy could name more pro wrestlers than US presidents. We tested it with a lot of different guys and only very rarely were we proven wrong – even with high-falootin’ people who claimed they hated wrestling. We checked with friends, classmates, and even randoms in bars. We didn’t get very far with finding women who could name a lot of wrestlers, though. But then again we didn’t get far with any women at all with this wrestling talk.
Wait, wait, wait… I just realized something. I think The Ultimate Warrior is now a pop singer…
I haven’t watched any wrestling since college and that was a long time ago, but I bet I can still do it. First, I’m going to embarrass myself by listing all the presidents I can recite without Googling.
I’m not even sure Ben Franklin was one, but last guy sure was. Now wrestlers –
I think I just proved that Boom Boom’s right – I’m a master of remembering useless information.
I don’t know if the theory holds up any more. I think wrestling’s popularity died down after the 1990s and now Mixed Martial Arts is all the rage. Add in the internet and video games, and I think there are a lot more things to distract guys now.
How many presidents or wrestlers can you name?
Oh shoot… I forgot about Ox Baker.