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Found this on another site I visit and thought I would share it with you.

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The Right Bower: Killing Yourself to Live

by: Jay Bower
on: 11/17/2005 2:58 am est

On August 29th of 1985, a typical American man was hard at work on a construction site in rural Pennsylvania, perched high in the air like a bird. It was a typical summer afternoon, and with autumn drawing near he was looking forward to the relief those months would bring.

Unfortunately, for some people, the autumn never comes.

In life, a fraction of a second can ripple for eternity. He knew that he had lost balance, but he didn't have time to think about it. He was crashing to the ground. His head hit concrete first. Both of his shoulders broke instantly. His skull was cracked in three places. Lesser things would have killed any other man, but not him. He picked his broken body off the ground and began the longest walk of his life. When he arrived, he checked himself into the hospital.

No one could ever tell him that he wasn't tough. And no one could ever tell him that he wasn't determined.

On August 31st, two days later, the man was pronounced dead in the same hospital.

David Angle was 55 years old, and he couldn't take his pride with him.

Twenty-four hours later, his son Kurt wasn't listening to those who were telling him not to play in the varsity football game that afternoon. Kurt thrived to overcome all things, even his father's death. Sixteen solo tackles, two touchdowns and one interception later, Kurt walked off the field after the best football game that he would ever play, feeling proud.

Little did Kurt know that he would some day be carrying his own broken body to the hospital, and positioning himself to follow in his father's footsteps of living proud, and regretfully probably dying young.

"I just wanted to talk a little bit about him, and what he meant to me. When he was on, he was the best wrestler in the business. He may have even been the best ever. He showed me a lot of things, and said a lot of things that not only helped me professionally, but personally. He cared about everybody, he loved everybody. I love you, and I'll miss you".

Kurt Angle made these comments, fighting back tears, in the wake of Eddie Guerrero's tragic death. Sadly, these comments aren't that different than those that could made about Angle himself one emotional Monday evening if he doesn't make make a drastic change immediately.

Less than eight hours after Vince McMahon and Chavo Guerrero addressed the media at a press conference in Minneapolis in regards to Guerrero's death, a broken down Kurt Angle landed on his head after taking one of the most dangerous offensive maneuvers of his career from the top rope. Like his father, Angle is tough, determined and proud. Like his former mentor and fellow Olympic medallist David Schultz, Angle is tough, determined and proud. At 36 years old, there is a good chance Kurt Angle can outlive his mentor Schultz, who was murdered in 1996 at the age of 37. At the rate Kurt Angle is going, outliving his father may be his toughest battle to date.

His checklist reads like an almanac of worst case scenarios. Nerve damage to his face. Six knee surgeries. A broken neck. Torn muscles. Bone chips removed from his upper spine. Destroyed ligaments. Dislocated shoulders. Several years ago, Angle said to the press with pride, "Look at my face. It looks like I have aged fifteen years in the last five." Angle can no longer hear out of his left ear. It has been drained 80 times.

When training for the Olympics, Kurt Angle pushed his body to the point of insanity. "I'd train so ferociously some days that I would make myself sick". That training makes getting out of bed today even difficult according to Angle, as he broke his body down at a very young age.

Five months before the 1996 Olympics, Kurt Angle cracked two vertebrae and pulled four muscles in his back, causing two herniated discs to stab into his spinal cord. The pain was intense. Doctors told him that he risked paralysis competing, but Kurt was proud. Mepivacaine was the painkiller that Kurt Angle chose, and for the next half of a year he took it constantly to make training, and eventually winning a gold medal possible. Hunched over in tears, Angle had defied paralysis and proved himself as the best amateur wrestler in the world. He wished his father would have been there to see it.

Nine years later, Kurt was in his fourth as a WWE wrestler. In an eerily similar scenario, Kurt Angle's neck was destroyed in early 2003, and he was advised not to compete in the main event of Wrestlemania 19. Maybe it was the backflip that he attempted from the top of a steel cage, fifteen feet in the air on January 14th of that year. It was a move that could end a career if the slightest thing went wrong, but in the all-or-nothing fashion typical to Angle, he went big. The result was the most graceful moonsault imaginable, and as Kurt hung upside down in the air high above the arena, time seemed to stand still for just an instant before his knees hit the mat in a landing that could not have been any more perfect. Angle had wagered his body for glory, and come out on top yet again.

But how long could he keep getting lucky? He was willing to roll the dice one more time at Wrestlemania of that year, deciding to step into the ring and face Brock Lesnar in a match that would solidify his legacy, or paralyze him for life. Angle not only stared down death, but taunted it, taking dangerous drops on his neck and shoulders before passing the World Championship to Brock Lesnar. The 54,097 fans in attendance roared in approval of Kurt flying around the ring. Kurt's wife Karen and newborn daughter Kyra probably had different reactions.

For 240 days a year, Kurt Angle wakes up in a bed that doesn't belong to him. In hotel rooms all over America, Canada, Japan and Europe. His Coraopolis, Pennsylvania home, his BMW and his family are things he seldom has the time to see. Several years ago he stated in an interview that the only way he could continue to wrestle was through the heavy use of painkillers. In 2005, Kurt Angle is going harder than ever.

In an interview with Kurt Angle and his wife Karen several years ago, Angle stated that the only time he ever physically felt 100% was right before a match when his adrenaline took over. Kurt continued "But after that, I'm right back down to the bottom again. It sucks, because if I want to play with Kyra... (Kurt looks to his daughter playing in the next room)...sometimes I just can't do it".

Karen Angle spoke: "If he gets to the point where he really can't play with her, that will be it. No matter what you have in your house, no matter how good your life is, you can't give that up. If that's what happens, that's when I'll put my foot down and make him stop."

At that moment, Kurt Angle smiled, "I'll never stop" he finished.

Kurt Angle's marriage ended several months ago, devastating him personally. He is a proud man, and wrestling is something that he is dedicated to, and excellence is his obsession. Tired of wondering if he would be in a wheelchair in a few years, as Karen Angle has publicly wondered, she opted to separate from Kurt over the summer, and their marriage never made it to the autumn.

Kurt Angle has made it clear in the past that he will settle for nothing less than being remembered as the best of all time. But is that distinction worth his life? To Kurt, a proud man like his father, it might very well be.

Kurt's physical changes over the past half-decade are shocking. His head has increased in size dramatically, which may or may not point to use of Human Growth Hormone. Angle has suffered concussions, and has major nerve damage as a result of his neck problems. His triceps appear to be on the verge of atrophy, and one of Angle's biceps is noticeably larger than the other. Kurt Angle has a history of heart disease in his family. He has a glassy look in his eyes, and is a self-admitted user of painkillers. And he shows no signs of slowing down. As a training partner once said of Kurt Angle, "He doesn't have an off switch".

Estranged from his family, Kurt Angle is said to be more focused on being the best in wrestling than he ever has been. But how many times can Kurt Angle keep rolling the dice before his luck runs out? I don't know if World Wrestling Entertainment can continue to allow him to try.

Kurt Angle doesn't need wrestling. He has made millions and has nothing left to prove, at least not to his fans. He could stay another few years, maybe end up with permanent damage to 10% of his brain like his idol Bret Hart. Or he could move on with is life, make a new career out of motivational speaking, acting. Maybe amatuer wrestling seminars.

Kurt Angle has proven in the past that pride is more important to him than anything however. It has cost him his health, it has cost him his family, and at the rate he is going, sooner rather than later, he too may find himself dragging his dying body to the hospital when doctors can no longer help, and his pride may cost him his life. Sadly, it may already have. And Kurt won't be able to take his pride with him either.

The person most qualified to speak, Kurt's long time wife Karen, spoke best when she said, "I don't think what he's doing to himself is worth it".

Neither do I.
 
Im stunned after reading that article.

We all knew Kurt had done it tough, but when you actually go through his injuries and whatnot in order and the seriousness of them, it puts things into perspective. :(
 

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That is an amazing article!

I for one hope that Kurt ends his career on his own terms not in any other terms like Eddie did.
 
That is a very good insight into Kurt angle as my favourite wrestler i just hope nothing happens. He has got nothing to prove in the ring he has been 1 of the greats in the ring.
 
Bret Hart just did an interview on Byte This which can be found on wwe.com.

In the interview he said two things that are relevant to this article.

1) he said that he stopped at the right time, to assure he lives a long life...unlike some.

2) In a word association game with Todd Grisham and Bret Hart. when Todd said "Kurt Angle" Bret said "The best there is". Todd then added "but not the best there is, the best there was and the best there ever will be" to which Bret Hart replied...."Not Yet"

On one hand, i sincerly hope that Kurt quits right now, but on the other hand I don't. We've all heard wrestlers say that Wrestling is thie life. Eddie Guerrero in particular, said that he is an addict for that feeling, which brings me to the point...what if Kurt can't stop? I'm sure Kurt Angle is going through a rough patch right now, the least he needs is to quit what he loves doing. I'm not advising that he ignores his troubles by working harder, but if you take away an insecure person's passion in life, then what does he have left? There's no point in living if you can't feel alive.

Secondly, In regards to Brets second point, Kurt could be considered one of the greatest of all time, but he isn't the greatest "yet", which implies he could be. Now i don't know Bret personally, but if he implies that Kurt could be the greatest, im sure he meant it, so why not go for it? If Kurt hasn't acheived all he can acheive then i don't blame him for stopping. Why settle for second best when he can go down in history as the single greatest wrestler of all time? I would much rather reach my fullest potential in life and die young, then sit in a rocking chair at 80 and regret the things i could have done.

Elanor Roosevelt once said "The purpose of life, after all, is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experiences.".
 
Horrible reading that. Kurt is just so damn good at what he does, he has nothing to prove to anyone.

He should take as long as he needs out of the business, get himself sorted out and always know there will be a place for him in the business when he is ready. His 'name value' is up there with the greats because the guy has never done anything that was A Grade.

Or for gods sake, just let him have a good run with the title Vince, if thats what the bloke needs just give it to him.
 
I stopped watching wrestling consistently a year or two ago but when I did Kurt was always my favourite wrestler. I watch RAW a month or so ago after Kurt had joined RAW just to see how things were going and I couldn't believe the change I saw in Kurt. The guy could barely speak and for a guy that was always one of the very best on the mic it was a shocking situation. There is something seriously wrong with Kurt Angle.
 
That article certainly puts life into perspective. It just goes to show the dedication of some of the wrestlers and the sacrifices they make. It appears to me that for Kurt Angle wrestling is his life and he's taking each day as it comes along. He's not thinking about the next day, the next week or the next year.

I hope (as mentioned in a previous post) that he goes out on his terms and that the long term punishment doesn't lead to a short life span. It would be a great shame.
 
The word that rings to me most about that article is 'Proud' & i do remember early this year when Kurt was in the rumble & went over the top rope courtesy of HBK you could see his fist clenching & then unclenching which going by reports means that his neck was giving him pain as he does that to try to relieve the pain, also i read somewhere that Kurt didn't want the tv camera's to catch that as he's an extremely proud man who doesn't like to show weakness.

I know i would much rather see Kurt Angle take off as much time as he needs to & maybe only come back for the big shows like wrestlemania like Mick Foley & Hulk Hogan do.

To me Kurt Angle is by far the best performer in the ring bar none & if you look back at his stint in the WWE you could count on one hand the amount of bad matches this guy has given us & also remember that he's only been in the WWE for around 6 years now. :thumbsu:

Interesting also that someone on the recent Eddie tribute raw/smackdown said that Eddie that no matter how bad he felt or if his body was all banged up as soon as he went through that curtain all the pain was gone & it was replaced by adrenaline.

Kurt you owe us fans nothing so do the right thing and take as much time off as you need and if that means that you have to give up wrestling then so be it as i'm sure that the wwe would keep you on in some sort of capacity.
 
Stegelator said:
So im the only one who thinks he should keep wrestling?

For some people, there isn't a life outside of wrestling. I just think Kurt Angle is going to wrestle until he dies. and i don't think there's anything wrong with that
If your name is Rick Flair all well and good. But there are other people who need to take a stand and not suck the $$$ out of Kurt Angle. VKM needs to decide if the publicity generated by an Angle Slam turning into an Angle Splat is worth it. Yes we all oohed and aaahed when we saw the neckbreakers he attempted at WM21 .. but it kept him out of wrestling for 9 months. All it will take is for a bad landing and WWE may well be regulated off of our screens.

Is that what your prepared to accept?
 
PerthCrow said:
If your name is Rick Flair all well and good. But there are other people who need to take a stand and not suck the $$$ out of Kurt Angle. VKM needs to decide if the publicity generated by an Angle Slam turning into an Angle Splat is worth it. Yes we all oohed and aaahed when we saw the neckbreakers he attempted at WM21 .. but it kept him out of wrestling for 9 months. All it will take is for a bad landing and WWE may well be regulated off of our screens.

Is that what your prepared to accept?
Obviously, its what Kurt Angle is prepared to accept. So who am i to judge his decision? it's his choice, so obviouslyhe's happy with it.
 

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PerthCrow said:
Found this on another site I visit and thought I would share it with you.

Bower Bird

The Right Bower: Killing Yourself to Live

by: Jay Bower
on: 11/17/2005 2:58 am est

On August 29th of 1985, a typical American man was hard at work on a construction site in rural Pennsylvania, perched high in the air like a bird. It was a typical summer afternoon, and with autumn drawing near he was looking forward to the relief those months would bring.

Unfortunately, for some people, the autumn never comes.

In life, a fraction of a second can ripple for eternity. He knew that he had lost balance, but he didn't have time to think about it. He was crashing to the ground. His head hit concrete first. Both of his shoulders broke instantly. His skull was cracked in three places. Lesser things would have killed any other man, but not him. He picked his broken body off the ground and began the longest walk of his life. When he arrived, he checked himself into the hospital.

No one could ever tell him that he wasn't tough. And no one could ever tell him that he wasn't determined.

On August 31st, two days later, the man was pronounced dead in the same hospital.

David Angle was 55 years old, and he couldn't take his pride with him.

Twenty-four hours later, his son Kurt wasn't listening to those who were telling him not to play in the varsity football game that afternoon. Kurt thrived to overcome all things, even his father's death. Sixteen solo tackles, two touchdowns and one interception later, Kurt walked off the field after the best football game that he would ever play, feeling proud.

Little did Kurt know that he would some day be carrying his own broken body to the hospital, and positioning himself to follow in his father's footsteps of living proud, and regretfully probably dying young.

"I just wanted to talk a little bit about him, and what he meant to me. When he was on, he was the best wrestler in the business. He may have even been the best ever. He showed me a lot of things, and said a lot of things that not only helped me professionally, but personally. He cared about everybody, he loved everybody. I love you, and I'll miss you".

Kurt Angle made these comments, fighting back tears, in the wake of Eddie Guerrero's tragic death. Sadly, these comments aren't that different than those that could made about Angle himself one emotional Monday evening if he doesn't make make a drastic change immediately.

Less than eight hours after Vince McMahon and Chavo Guerrero addressed the media at a press conference in Minneapolis in regards to Guerrero's death, a broken down Kurt Angle landed on his head after taking one of the most dangerous offensive maneuvers of his career from the top rope. Like his father, Angle is tough, determined and proud. Like his former mentor and fellow Olympic medallist David Schultz, Angle is tough, determined and proud. At 36 years old, there is a good chance Kurt Angle can outlive his mentor Schultz, who was murdered in 1996 at the age of 37. At the rate Kurt Angle is going, outliving his father may be his toughest battle to date.

His checklist reads like an almanac of worst case scenarios. Nerve damage to his face. Six knee surgeries. A broken neck. Torn muscles. Bone chips removed from his upper spine. Destroyed ligaments. Dislocated shoulders. Several years ago, Angle said to the press with pride, "Look at my face. It looks like I have aged fifteen years in the last five." Angle can no longer hear out of his left ear. It has been drained 80 times.

When training for the Olympics, Kurt Angle pushed his body to the point of insanity. "I'd train so ferociously some days that I would make myself sick". That training makes getting out of bed today even difficult according to Angle, as he broke his body down at a very young age.

Five months before the 1996 Olympics, Kurt Angle cracked two vertebrae and pulled four muscles in his back, causing two herniated discs to stab into his spinal cord. The pain was intense. Doctors told him that he risked paralysis competing, but Kurt was proud. Mepivacaine was the painkiller that Kurt Angle chose, and for the next half of a year he took it constantly to make training, and eventually winning a gold medal possible. Hunched over in tears, Angle had defied paralysis and proved himself as the best amateur wrestler in the world. He wished his father would have been there to see it.

Nine years later, Kurt was in his fourth as a WWE wrestler. In an eerily similar scenario, Kurt Angle's neck was destroyed in early 2003, and he was advised not to compete in the main event of Wrestlemania 19. Maybe it was the backflip that he attempted from the top of a steel cage, fifteen feet in the air on January 14th of that year. It was a move that could end a career if the slightest thing went wrong, but in the all-or-nothing fashion typical to Angle, he went big. The result was the most graceful moonsault imaginable, and as Kurt hung upside down in the air high above the arena, time seemed to stand still for just an instant before his knees hit the mat in a landing that could not have been any more perfect. Angle had wagered his body for glory, and come out on top yet again.

But how long could he keep getting lucky? He was willing to roll the dice one more time at Wrestlemania of that year, deciding to step into the ring and face Brock Lesnar in a match that would solidify his legacy, or paralyze him for life. Angle not only stared down death, but taunted it, taking dangerous drops on his neck and shoulders before passing the World Championship to Brock Lesnar. The 54,097 fans in attendance roared in approval of Kurt flying around the ring. Kurt's wife Karen and newborn daughter Kyra probably had different reactions.

For 240 days a year, Kurt Angle wakes up in a bed that doesn't belong to him. In hotel rooms all over America, Canada, Japan and Europe. His Coraopolis, Pennsylvania home, his BMW and his family are things he seldom has the time to see. Several years ago he stated in an interview that the only way he could continue to wrestle was through the heavy use of painkillers. In 2005, Kurt Angle is going harder than ever.

In an interview with Kurt Angle and his wife Karen several years ago, Angle stated that the only time he ever physically felt 100% was right before a match when his adrenaline took over. Kurt continued "But after that, I'm right back down to the bottom again. It sucks, because if I want to play with Kyra... (Kurt looks to his daughter playing in the next room)...sometimes I just can't do it".

Karen Angle spoke: "If he gets to the point where he really can't play with her, that will be it. No matter what you have in your house, no matter how good your life is, you can't give that up. If that's what happens, that's when I'll put my foot down and make him stop."

At that moment, Kurt Angle smiled, "I'll never stop" he finished.

Kurt Angle's marriage ended several months ago, devastating him personally. He is a proud man, and wrestling is something that he is dedicated to, and excellence is his obsession. Tired of wondering if he would be in a wheelchair in a few years, as Karen Angle has publicly wondered, she opted to separate from Kurt over the summer, and their marriage never made it to the autumn.

Kurt Angle has made it clear in the past that he will settle for nothing less than being remembered as the best of all time. But is that distinction worth his life? To Kurt, a proud man like his father, it might very well be.

Kurt's physical changes over the past half-decade are shocking. His head has increased in size dramatically, which may or may not point to use of Human Growth Hormone. Angle has suffered concussions, and has major nerve damage as a result of his neck problems. His triceps appear to be on the verge of atrophy, and one of Angle's biceps is noticeably larger than the other. Kurt Angle has a history of heart disease in his family. He has a glassy look in his eyes, and is a self-admitted user of painkillers. And he shows no signs of slowing down. As a training partner once said of Kurt Angle, "He doesn't have an off switch".

Estranged from his family, Kurt Angle is said to be more focused on being the best in wrestling than he ever has been. But how many times can Kurt Angle keep rolling the dice before his luck runs out? I don't know if World Wrestling Entertainment can continue to allow him to try.

Kurt Angle doesn't need wrestling. He has made millions and has nothing left to prove, at least not to his fans. He could stay another few years, maybe end up with permanent damage to 10% of his brain like his idol Bret Hart. Or he could move on with is life, make a new career out of motivational speaking, acting. Maybe amatuer wrestling seminars.

Kurt Angle has proven in the past that pride is more important to him than anything however. It has cost him his health, it has cost him his family, and at the rate he is going, sooner rather than later, he too may find himself dragging his dying body to the hospital when doctors can no longer help, and his pride may cost him his life. Sadly, it may already have. And Kurt won't be able to take his pride with him either.

The person most qualified to speak, Kurt's long time wife Karen, spoke best when she said, "I don't think what he's doing to himself is worth it".

Neither do I.


As much as Kurt Angle is not one of my favourite wrestlers, after reading that article it certainly changes one's perspective of him. Friends of mine have met him personally and have said he is a very nice guy - only to happy to sign autographs and have photos taken with my friend's kids. Some people dont know where or when to stop. As much as i miss the Hitman wrestling - im glad he stopped when he did. I only hope that Kurt makes the right decision - he should be proud of what he has achieved - the body will know when its time even though the mind may want to keep doing what he does.
 
This is just slightly off the topic but it's still relevant i think as it's an interesting read especially when you consider the recent article about a wwe wrestler on suicide watch. After reading this which i recieved as an email i'm starting to think that the wrestler on suicide watch could indeed be Ric Flair.

Pro wrestler Ric Flair has been pinned by the IRS over back taxes and is fighting a nasty divorce battle with his wife.

Flair, one of Charlotte's best-known celebrities, owed the federal government $1 million in 1997, according to a statement from his accountant. The IRS began garnishing Flair's wrestling salary this year, seizing more than $200,000 so far.

Flair and his wife Elizabeth separated in February after 22 years of marriage. In a divorce filing, she accuses Flair of "cruel behavior" and says he slapped, kicked, choked, threw, bit and spit on her and pulled her hair.

Her complaint, which was filed in May, also accuses Flair of abusing alcohol and steroids, causing him to become "enraged, paranoid, emotionally unbalanced and violent," and says he exposed himself to her friends and committed adultery.

Flair acknowledges in court filings that he had a "tumultuous" marriage, but he denies the abusive behavior and steroid use and says his wife is trying to humiliate him with the allegations.

He accuses her of destructive behavior and says she hit him -- not the other way around.

Flair, whose real name is Richard Fliehr, and his wife did not return calls for comment.

Flair's attorney also wouldn't comment on the allegations, saying the divorce "isn't news" because it was filed months ago.

"We're defending the case, and we're not going to talk about their domestic problems," said Bill Diehl, perhaps Charlotte's best-known lawyer. "She accused him of being a bad boy. He accused her of being a bad girl. That's where we stand."

Flair was in the news earlier this week after being accused of road rage on Interstate 485.

The divorce case file at the Mecklenburg County Courthouse has grown as thick as two phone books, stuffed with financial records, credit card bills and property tax records.

There's also a letter from the judge, ruling that Flair must pay Elizabeth $20,000 a month until the case is settled, based on their previous living expenses.

Judge Jane Harper says the payment includes $2,000 for gifts, which Harper calls "obscenely high although far less than she says she needs," and $200 for religious contributions. "Whether she makes this or not," the judge writes, "I've included it to encourage someone in this family to share a tiny smidgen of their huge wealth with someone besides themselves."

The judge also says she'll consider freezing the couple's assets until the case is decided, because Flair used money from a retirement account "to get $92,000 for his girlfriend's finger."

Flair, in response to his wife's complaint, denies her charges and says it was her abusive conduct that led him to leave her. His response and counterclaim, filed in August, calls her "emotionally unstable, verbally abusive and physically violent."

He also accuses his wife of hitting him in an effort to provoke him into retaliating physically.

Charlotte-Mecklenburg Police records going back to 2002 don't show any calls for service relating to domestic abuse at the Fliehrs' south Charlotte home.

Elizabeth says she once called police to report abuse and Flair pulled open a wrestling scar to appear bloody, so it would look like she attacked him.

Flair says he and his wife have been separated three times and that she condoned and encouraged his "marital misconduct."

The wrestler says he is involved with a woman who he has taken on trips and bought gifts, but he invokes his right to privacy on the question of whether the relationship is sexual.

Much of the case file deals with the family's financial situation and wrangling over money.

Flair says he and his wife "lived well beyond our means" and racked up substantial debt to the IRS and other creditors.

In an affidavit asking for support payments, Elizabeth estimates that she spends $65,000 a year on clothing and $50,000 on vacations. She said she spent $50,000 on Christmas gifts in 2004. The family also owns a boat, a country club membership, and a house in the Piper Glen neighborhood with an estimated $1.2 million tax value, according to court records.

Flair, known for his "Nature Boy" persona and piercing "Wooooo," said he's due to make $500,000 from his WWE contract this year. But he hasn't received a paycheck since April, he says, due to the IRS' actions.

Flair also says he's concerned about his future in wrestling.

"I am 56 years old," the star writes, "working in a business that demands physical fitness and is dominated by performers much younger than I.

"There is no guarantee that even next year, I will be employed."

Road Rage Charges

Ric Flair was charged last week with injury to personal property and simple assault and battery, both misdemeanors, after a 29-year-old driver filed a complaint against him.

The driver says Flair got out of his vehicle on Interstate 485 in Charlotte on Nov. 23, grabbed him by the neck and then kicked the door of his Toyota 4Runner, leaving a large dent.

Flair told the Observer on Monday that it didn't happen that way. "I didn't do anything wrong at all," Flair said in a phone interview. "As usual, I will be exonerated."

Flair surrendered to authorities at the Mecklenburg County jail Tuesday morning and was released on $1,000 bond less than two hours later.
 
Mr Magoo said:
Flair and his wife Elizabeth separated in February after 22 years of marriage. In a divorce filing, she accuses Flair of "cruel behavior" and says he slapped, kicked, choked, threw, bit and spit on her and pulled her hair.
That's what makes him the dirtiest player in the game !

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!


That's probably a distasteful joke....
 
Stegelator said:
So im the only one who thinks he should keep wrestling?

For some people, there isn't a life outside of wrestling. I just think Kurt Angle is going to wrestle until he dies. and i don't think there's anything wrong with that

I agree wit you steg. The injuries that are sustained happen to all of the wrestlers this article is bs. Although it may be true but for people to say for him to stop is a bit too much its their life and and the WWE is one big family. It his life and if he dies(god forbid that will happen) he will die a happy man.
 
Here is an interesting read from rajah.com or the oratary.com

A Mark's View: #173: A Matter of Life and Death

by: Mark Price
on: 11/19/2005 3:10 pm est

Notice: Before reading on, I want you to carefully read this first segment. The reason is because I don’t want you to skim through and get the wrong idea. First and foremost, I want you to realize a few simple facts, so you can have the basis for my opinions:

1) I have been a fan of professional wrestling since my childhood, only having taken a few years break in my teens, for various reasons.
2) I have been a fan of Eddy Guerrero through the years. He has always been a favorite of mine. I have watched him perform in Japan, Mexico, ECW, WCW, WWF, his brief stint in ROH, and back to WWE. I highly respect him in both life and death, so much so that I’ve never stopped spelling his first name with a ‘Y’.
3) The way I often deal with death is humor. So if you find yourself offended at any point due to me injecting humor that you deem inappropriate into this column, you’ll at least know why.
4) I’ve broken up this column into sections, so if you don’t like or agree with what I say in one, try the next one down.


Tragedy in Perspective:

I think my mouth hung open for maybe 10 or 15 seconds, after a loud “What!?” when I read the news of Eddy Guerrero’s sudden, untimely death (but what IS a 'timely death' anyway?). Like Matt Seagull wrote in his column ‘Numb’, I didn’t really feel anything after that. I was too taken aback to process the information. Maybe in some ways I still am, I don’t know. The biggest tragedy I could think of once I began to sort out my thoughts was that I remember around a year or less before he died, there was news flying all around about how Eddy Guerrero was exhausted and burned out, and desperately needed a break. Yet he worked through it and whether we knew what that may have done to him or not, we thanked him for it. What the most tragic part about this is, is that a sabbatical back then could’ve saved his life.

A little early in this column for me to go off on a tangent, but I think I will: The fact is that I haven’t been a very good wrestling fan over the past couple months. I’m not sure what set it off, maybe the slipping quality in shows, maybe no major angle that held my interest, maybe yet more attempts of WWE grasping at straws to bring people back for ratings, maybe a combination of all of that, sprinkled with a peppering of every single one of my pet peeves against WWE slowly building up over the course of a lifetime. The simple truth of the matter is, I haven’t watched a live show since this past Spring, I haven’t seen a PPV live since last year, and most of what I have watched has been downloaded and then skimmed through to the good parts. Failing that, I’ll just find a play-by-play site and read the results to get the gist of what’s been going on lately.

Part of that is my life at the moment, things are just too hectic to bother grabbing 4+ hours of wrestling programming per week either by taping or by downloading, and watching them at my leisure without getting backed up. I’m not sure when that will end either, because I’m moving in a week and while I’ll still have internet, I might not have cable television for awhile. So in short, I just simply haven’t been watching, and it would take a big event to get me watching again. This isn’t the big event I wanted, suffice to say.

Ironically it was Owen Hart’s death that brought me back to wrestling full swing. After the afore-mentioned completely clean break from wrestling for a few years, I later found myself watching on and off in the last few years of the 1990s, back when WWF’s product was shocking and edgy, and most people will agree, actually consistently good and entertaining. I didn’t really get into it again until the Owen tribute show though. I remembered Owen and the Blue Blazer from when I used to watch, so I thought I’d watch the sad episode of Raw where the tearful testimonials of his fellow wrestlers broke even the deepest of kayfabe to talk about their fallen comrade. It wasn’t that episode that made me want to watch wrestling itself again, I just simply started watching the next week and got sucked back into it.

I thought the same might be the case with Eddy Guerrero’s death, but at this moment I’m not so sure. This is for a lot of reasons, many of which I’ll be discussing here. At the current time, I have this past Monday’s episode of Raw on my hard drive; the Eddy tribute show. I also have a VCR tape with this week’s Smackdown on it; another Eddy tribute show. I’m not sure yet when, or even whether or not I’m going to be watching either of them, and it’s hard to explain just why.

Even on days when I don’t really feel like posting or discussing, I usually check out the forums and see what discussions are going on. This week I’ve rarely even done that, not because I haven’t had the time, but because I find the atmosphere on the whole pretty depressing. Discussions about the death of Eddy Guerrero permeate topics not even remotely pertaining to the subject. You can’t click on a single thread without seeing a thousand RIP and tribute banners. Hell, I even put up a Los Gringos Locos avatar for a few days just because I was feeling it at the time.

See, I’m the type of guy who, when a celebrity or otherwise important icon dies, celebrates what they gave us and what they did that fascinated us so much. But it’s hard to celebrate the life of somebody when no matter where I try to go, there are a million ways that I’ll find news of his death staring back from my computer screen. The only way to avoid that is, well, to literally avoid it.


Morbid Fascination:

What exactly is it about death that at the same time makes us cower, yet simultaneously dwell on it in awe? Last week I was in a car accident (don’t worry, everybody’s fine). It was a pretty hard hit, actually looking back it’s the worst accident I’ve ever had that involved another person. I was on a straight county route with no stop signs, and she crossed an intersection without seeing me. Her fault, I couldn’t stop in time, and long story short I T-boned her minivan. Not a scratch on me, not exactly what you’d call a ‘brush with death’ or anything. Maybe if I was driving a Mini, but the truck I was driving at the time is basically a tank on wheels, so other than a brief period of being stunned by the impact itself I was perfectly alright. But one thing I couldn’t help but notice was that I was now on the other side of the rubbernecking. You know when traffic slows to a crawl you can’t help but sneak a peek, but this time they were sneaking a peek at me. It’s slightly different from that perspective. I couldn't help but wonder if any of those people were hoping I was dead or dismembered or covered in blood, so they could relate a horrific story to their friends. Another thing I noticed was the strange appearance of the man I like to refer to as ‘Mustachioed Hero Man’, because he had a mustache and came running to the rescue, almost in slow-motion like those Baywatch lifeguards. I had established to him that I was fine, and that he should go check on the other people, and kept insisting that I was 100% alright, just a little ********ed off because I was 3 hours away from home and just wanted to give a statement to the police and call it a day. He went off to check on the others, but the moment I hopped out of the truck to survey the damage to the front, he came bounding over to grab my arm and support me, saying “Come on buddy, you’re gonna be alright”, despite my repeated insistence that I WAS alright and that he really should stay with the people I hit, considering the back end of their minivan spun out into a telephone pole.

It didn’t dawn on me until later, on my drive home in a rental car, that people want to be involved. If not to be revered as a hero, to be at the very least confident that he did his good deed for the day, and maybe he can go home and tell his family that he ‘rescued’ a man from a car accident today. I applaud his efforts for being a good Samaritan, but it was one of those situations where you had to be there to understand what I mean when I say he wanted to have a heroic aura about him while he went about his business. Maybe you’ve encountered Mustachioed Hero Man, or a similar incarnation of him, in your lifetime. Upon going home, everyone I mentioned the accident to, or had heard about it by other means, wanted to know first off exactly what happened. They wanted details. They wanted to know just how it was the woman’s fault so they could reassure me that I had the right of way, and say things that began with the phrase “I’m no lawyer, but…”

How does this relate? Closer than you might think. For example, how many of you read the news on Rajah or any other newsboard about the attendees of Eddy’s funeral? If so, why did you do that? What made you care about who showed up at his funeral, as if it were some kind of Hollywood red carpet gala event? I personally didn’t bother to read it, because I don’t care who was at his funeral; as far as I’m concerned it’s none of my business. Those people were there to mourn the death of a man they knew personally. So why are we reading news that reads like a “who’s who” of wrestling legends, when in reality it’s no different from any other funeral? He wasn’t buried in his mask in Mexico like Santo, he was given the same treatment as any other human being who passes on from this world. I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels this way, but it seems to me like any details about that sort of thing aren’t really newsworthy.

I relate this to yet another story of digression about my life in April of 2004, when a close friend of mine died of ‘complications’ from diabetes. He had health problems all his life and most people, including himself, knew in the back of their mind that he wouldn’t live a full life. But to die so suddenly at the age of 24 just honestly sucks. I don’t know if dying at 30 would make me feel better, or 40, or if any age would’ve made a difference, but it didn’t help me any to learn his cause of death. There was a good six month period or so before we actually knew what caused it. I figured it was health related, and I figured that learning what happened would give me some closure. But you know, it actually made things worse. When I found out that it was merely “something” went wrong with his system as a result of his diabetes, I found myself angry. Why did this disease take my good friend away when others live full, long lives with diabetes? Why had I never heard of an actual death caused by it until now?

It’s like when you read, if you did, the news about Guerrero’s cause of death. Weakened blood passages from years of stress and abuse, despite the fact that he had been clean and sober for 4 years, a fact he was very proud of. After all that, it didn’t matter. Does that make you feel better? Does it give you any closure? Because it doesn’t to me. All it does is give me another reason to bitch at WWE for their rigorous and grueling touring and performing schedule. Guerrero wasn’t the first to die in this manner, and I guarantee you that he won’t be the last.


Drama Queens and Bandwagons:

One facet of death that has always bothered me somewhat, is how much the mourners tend to take away the focus from the person who died. If you’ve ever been to a traditional funeral, it’s not about the person who died, it’s a catharsis for the people who knew the deceased so they can get out all their grief at once and believe whatever they want to happened to the soul of the person they once knew. It’s the people looking for condolences and comfort. It’s not unlike a wedding actually, and I say this because over the past year two of my close friends have gotten married and it was funny to see the families take over the planning procedures to the point where it wasn’t even about the married couple anymore, it was about the ceremony being a special experience for the family. The married couples exchanged their vows already at a City Hall ceremony in front of a Justice of the Peace, and the church proceedings were really no more than a formality that the family heavily arranged. Much like funerals handle death, only replace grieving with congratulations, silent reflection with cheering, and mournful crying with…well, happy crying.

So it comes as no surprise to me that a good portion of the internet community is looking for ‘condolences’ in light of the recent death of one Eduardo Gory Guerrero Llanes. But who, even the biggest fan, really deserves actual condolences? As insensitive as it may sound, and as much as it sucks to lose one of your favorite performers, I could never justify openly weeping about his loss all week, or feeling that it is a major distraction from work and/or my daily life. Yes, I am sad about it, and yes, I do care, but I feel as though I don’t really deserve to grieve in the same way that, say, Chris Benoit or Dean Malenko would, not to mention the widowed Vickie Guerrero and her now three fatherless daughters. I would rather feel sorry for the family and friends, than feel sorry for myself, and I don’t think I’m entirely out of line in saying that. I’d rather give condolences than receive them, and I believe that if you’ve been looking for sympathy through this issue, you’re trivializing what his family must be going through at this time. Feel free to point out my hypocrisy in saying that if I really felt that strongly about this, I wouldn’t even be writing a column drawing more attention to it. I don’t mind, I’ve realized this already. But I’ve already written a lot so I’m not about to stop now.

I’m not talking about anyone in particular, and it’s not all that bad in the Oratory community itself, but a few other communities that will remain nameless have been painting themselves as the victims of a tragic death in their immediate family. While I certainly defend your right to be emotionally invested in the issue, all I’m telling you right here is why it personally bothers me. I read a post about someone breaking down at the office while thinking about it, days after it happened. Maybe it’s just me, but if you burst out crying at your work desk, a concerned co-worker comes over and asks you what’s wrong, and your response is that your favorite wrestler just died, which may or may not cause this previously concerned co-worker to actually laugh at you or give you funny looks, then perhaps you need to start looking for a different outlet in your life. You watched him on TV, and he was a celebrity. A great showman, a charismatic individual, and a great inspiration to many, but before anything else, to you the man was an entertainer, and he should be remembered that way by his fans.

Now, don’t misunderstand me here. If the tribute episodes on WWE programming genuinely move you and bring a tear to your eye, if seeing Benoit’s reaction chokes you up, then so be it. I got choked up watching the end of Wrestlemania XX too, so I know what it’s like to see something really moving on TV. But don’t ask for sympathy, because believe it or not, what you’re going through is nothing compared to the ones closest to him. If you’re somehow reading this and Eddy Guerrero actually was your best friend, then this doesn’t apply to you. But is it any more or less tragic or heart-wrenching than, say, the death of Chris Candido earlier this year, just because Guerrero reached a higher level and was considered by many to be a better wrestler? What makes one death more important than the other?

Worse yet, there has been some symbolism brought forth, not even a few hours after the news broke, that is eerily reminiscent to the bandwagon jingoism that spread across this country after September 11, 2001. If you’ve ever read my opinion columns, or even some of my wrestling columns, you know I’ve never liked that sentiment. To paste a tacky jingoistic slogan like “Never Forget” on a tribute banner and decorate it with those ridiculous multicolored ribbons you see on the back of everyone’s car in America, is trivializing the man himself and his amazing career, and instead puts forth more of a sentiment to show everyone else how much of a fan of his you were. You know, just like putting a flag on your house after 9/11 supposedly showed how much of a patriot you were. If that’s your way of dealing with this, well fine for you, but as I said before, all I’m doing is telling you why it annoys me personally. I know you never want to forget him. I never want to either. But you know what? I wouldn’t forget him, even without people reminding me not to.

The fact is, I wouldn’t even be bringing this up in a column if I hadn’t read on more than one message board that there were wrestling fans wishing they could’ve attended his funeral themselves, as if they deserved to be there. It’s evident that some people are looking for condolences because they want attention to comfort them, which is something I believe to be disrespectful. Instead of making this situation full of all sorts of gloom and doom, why not celebrate what he left us all with? Track down some old tapes. Smile every time you see the infamous ‘ghost bump’. But you probably don’t need a day off from work to quietly sob into your pillow.

If there’s one part of this column I can see myself getting ******** for, it’s this one, not necessarily because of the content, but because of the timeliness of it. Is this a ********ty time to even bring this up, or think this way about other people? Sure it is, but we do this every day. We ignore grief and the atrocities of the world every single day. You barely hear about the deaths of our own soldiers in the news, the toll of which I believe has just passed the 2000 mark, but even in a media that loves to scare you, would it make you weep all day, every day if they focused more on it, or would it make you numb and fill you with apathy? If you really miss Eddy, why don’t you focus on why? He left behind one hell of a legacy, and what better time to appreciate it?


The Nature of the Beast:

As I said before, Eddy wasn’t the first to go out like this, and he won’t be the last. In Jay Bower’s recent column ‘Killing Yourself to Live’, he speaks about Kurt Angle and his danger to himself by continuing to work this way. Rather than give feedback in the forum, I’ll directly address it here. It’s a great read, and I completely understand Jay’s position. Although Kurt’s been working a much lighter schedule and a lighter impact style in the past few years, especially since the pre-Wrestlemania XIX scare about his health, I still get the feeling that he’s going to probably end up either dead, paralyzed, or seriously injured before his career is over, if he doesn’t seriously consider retiring very soon.

The thing is, that’s ultimately his call. Why would a bunch of fans sitting at home watching him and reading about his condition from third-hand or fourth-hand accounts have any more say in the matter than he would? He knows his limits, or even if he doesn’t, it’s his life and it’s his body. We’re fans of his, but what can we do? Would he listen to a sternly worded letter telling him to quit? A useless online petition? Are we even justified in saying so, for that matter? If he wants to continue despite a health risk, as Eddy did in a manner of speaking, remember that even if we consider him an icon or a god on TV, he’s a human being in real life. He’s a grown man who can make his own decisions about whether or not to continue. Just like Eddy didn’t take time off.

Now, I’m certainly a big fan of Kurt Angle’s too, and I would really hate to see something like this happen to him too. But you know what? We still watch. We still support them with our money and our ratings and our fandom. The simple reality is that we have paid to watch these men slowly kill themselves for our viewing pleasure for years, and things happen. Owen, Droz, Candido, Guerrero, they all learned the hard way, and the first two are the ones who didn’t let the substance abuse that often comes with the territory consume them. Austin was on his way down that road, but got out before it killed him. It’s ironic that we love the big suicidal bumps, until it’s not just a stunt anymore. But as long as the demand is there, so is the supply. And even when the old guard falls, a new crop will replace them.

So as sad as it may sound, or as cold as I may seem on this issue, if you don’t want to watch these men and their bodies and lives slowly (or sometimes quickly) deteriorate, or put themselves at risk every day for injury and/or death, the only solution is to stop supporting the product and to stop watching. Because it’s going to continue, it’s always been a part of the business, and it’s always going to be. That is, unless it returns to the watered-down, low impact cartoonish style of 80s WWF.

It’s sad, but it’s true, and if we’re going to continue being fans, we’re going to have to get used to the simple fact that death and tragedy happen, and that the business is actually conducive to it. Otherwise, like I said earlier in the column, the only way to avoid it is to literally avoid it.

Mark (over and) out.
 

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