To Be A Man You've Gotta Beat

We Used To Wrestle Every Night, 385 Times A Year. For Ten Years. 365 Days. Never Had Any Holidays Off, Ever. Holidays Were Always Two-day Venues. Two Event Venues. Afternoon And Night.

I Thought Chris Benoit Was Worthy Of Being A Horseman. I Thought Dean Melinko Was. Obviously I Thought Steven Michael Was, Though Obviously He Was Inexperienced, I Thought He Was A Perfect Fit As A Horseman. I Did Not Like The Paul Roma Deal. I Did Not Like Sid Vicious Or About Two Or Three Guys That They Put In There, I Just Couldn’t See It. I Couldn’t Stomach It, But I Had To.

It’s So Hard For Me To Sit Back Here In This Studio, Looking At A Guy Out Here, Hollering My Name!—when Last Year I Spent More Money, On Spilled Liquor, In Bars From One Side Of This World To The Other, Than You Made! You’re Talking To The Rolex Wearing, Diamond Ring Wearing, Kiss Stealing, Whoa! Wheelin Dealin’, Limosuine Riding, Jet Flying Son Of A Gun And I’m Having A Hard Time Holding These Alligators Down!

Whether You Like It Or Not, Learn To Love It, Because Its The Best Thing Going. Wooooo!

And Chris Benoit, As Magnificent As He Looks, Is Not Medically Cleared Yet.