The Wrestler

Rai, I've seen what professional wrestling looks like these days so it would be nice if you don't make a habit of watching it, but let me tell you, back in the '80s, WWF wrestling was a wonderfully entertaining sport.
Hulk Hogan, Macho Man Randy Savage, Brutus the Barber Beefcake, George the Animal Steele, Hacksaw Jim Duggan, Marvelous Rick Rude, The Ultimate Warrior, Ric Flair, Koko B. Ware, Rowdy Roddy Piper, The Million Dollar Man, The Iron Sheik, Mister Perfect, Jake the Snake, The Undertaker, Junkyard Dog, Jesse 'The Body' Ventura, Andre the Giant, and the list goes on and on. There is no 30-something year old that doesn't know these names, no one of us that will not instantly call out each wrestler's finishing move when we hear their theme song come on.
The spectacle, the drama, the suspense and the emotion. WWF in the '80s had it all. Professional wrestling is too complicated now. Back then, things were simpler. A whole generation of us would be glued to the television at that same time each Saturday morning, convinced that all this action was real.
We recently watched a documentary (Bigger, Stronger, Faster) that pulled the wool from my eyes. Wrestling is fake -- it's all acting. And, even more incredibly, behind the scenes, the heroes and villains of the wrestling ring are all friends. When the lights go out and the spectators leave the arena, Hulk Hogan and the Iron Sheik hug, congratulate each other, and go out for dinner together.
Years of wrestling moments flashed through my head like some highlight reel this morning when I saw the outfit that your Mom had put you in. It was a tight little onesie with little orane elephants on it. This cute little outfit was her's when she was a baby. Sleeveless with the upper part looking like a tank top, you looked just like a wrestler with those spandex tights with the same cut exactly. Have you considered a career in professional wrestling?