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Join Date: Nov 2012
Location: Vancouver, BC, Canada.
Re: Why I Like Flair So Much
I said some things about why I liked Flair. There's more than that. Flair's promo's give me rush, the same way as playing one of your favorite songs. Growing up listening to the guy improved my communication skills. He knew the language of combat like few others. I like to argue, and having "Flair talk" in your arsenal can come in handy. Doesn't "What's causing all this?" sound a lot better than "Is this ever weird!"? Things like that. A few times it's gotten me into trouble. One time, when a few girls were going to invite us to their table, I sent them a message saying, "There's not a one of you girls who can be first, but any one of you can be next." (a line I heard from Flair) That blew a good time. But on the balance, learning to "style and profile" and say things like "Well, what did you think would happen", when things surprised people, was a plus.
In the early 80s, I was ready to give up on wrestling, with "Hulkamania" and all that kids stuff. Then the NWA showed up on TV, and Flair kept me watching. It was all marketing that put Titan Sports over the top. Crocket Promotions had the better talent and better shows. But McMahon used mainstream media stars and bought up talent and air time. Too bad WCW went under. For a long time, at least I thought, it was better.
By the way, what does "mark" mean? When you're a big fan of someone, does that make you a "mark". I like the way some politicians perform and talk. Maybe I'm an "Obama mark". I'm certainly not a "Linda McMahon" mark. She blew through $100,000,000.00 of her (or Vince's) money trying to get elected to the US Senate, and lost. Well, what did you think would happen. She just didn't know "what's causing all this". Wooo!
So this is the WWF. Where Hulk Hogan claims to be the WWF champion and Roddy Piper claims to be the baddest apple on the the street. Well boys, meet the REAL WORLD CHAMPION! That's right. It's RIC FLAIR!
While you were in Hollywood making movies, Thunderlips, I was winning world titles. I bled and I sweat and I paid the price to call myself the REAL WORLD CHAMPION. Big Man! I'm calling you out and I'm telling you this: Until you beat Ric Flair, you're just second fiddle. Woooo!
You see that little girl in the front row with those eyes so big and those lips so moist? She's thinking to herself right now as something's going through her, "Oh my God! NATURE BOY! WHAT'S CAUSING ALL THIS!"