By Mike Hall, March 18, 2022
More than sixty years ago, a group of young boys were hoodwinked.
Yeppers…we actually believed that professional wrestling was legitimate.
Four of us would gather down the street on Saturday nights to view the action. We loved the names and the characters that put on such a display of wrestling prowess.
Our two favorites were Dick The Bruiser and Haystack Calhoun. The rambunctious Mr. Calhoun appeared to weigh at least 400 pounds. We concluded that one would have to be out of their ever loving mind to step into the ring with Haystack.
Our time together was also highlighted by loads of Cheetos, Fritos, and Orange NeHi soda.
We always dreaded the midnight walk home as we thought an ambush was waiting behind every tree or shrub. I remember the feeling of relief to luckily arrive home safely.
After seeing the picture of Haystack, I reckon you’d never enter the ring with him either. No chance I’d want to tussle with The McGuire twins either.
I must run now…I’ve got some Cheetos and and Orange NeHi waiting for me downstairs.
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