Old heroes
So yesterday I saw Terry 'Hulk' Hogan in the flesh. It was at the Wal-Mart in Lewis Center, about a mile from my office, where he was helping his daughter Brooke to promote her new CD. The funny thing was, while all the signs said, 'Meet Brooke Hogan!' the entire crowd was obviously there to see the Hulkster - the majority of the line stretching the length of the Wal-Mart were males age 25-40, wearing wrasslin' gear and sporting fu-manchus. Apparently, they picked the wrong demographic to say hi to Brooke... but the Hulkster was most welcome. And I saw a guy with an Insane Clown Posse t-shirt, camo jacket, and a tattoo of a skull on his adam's apple taking a picture of Hulk (accompanied by long-time manager Jimmy Hart) on his digital camera. Us high-tech rednecks.
And a few weeks before I got an autographed picture of Kane Hodder (the only guy to play Jason Vorhees in the Friday the 13th movies more than once) for my buddy Clayton, who is currently a Marine in Iraq. I told Kane that once upon a time we had a life-size cardboard cutout of him in our kitchen, to which he looked at me quite strangely. He figured it out after I told him it was him dressed up as Jason, not just a replica of him... and he decided not to call the authorities. He had scar tissue from severe burns over three-quarters of his body.
What do I say to these one-time heroes? Sure, when I was a kid I was into the whole wrasslin' scene, but I haven't paid much attention in the last decade or so. Could I walk up to the Hulkster and say, 'Hey man, I saw you bodyslam Andre the Giant! Keep up the good work!' when that happened more than twelve years ago? Hmm, I'm not sure. I was neat to see him, and second-tier wrasslin' celeb Jimmy Hart as well.
I need some new heroes. Nothing wrong with the old, but I'm too far removed.
More to come soon.
And a few weeks before I got an autographed picture of Kane Hodder (the only guy to play Jason Vorhees in the Friday the 13th movies more than once) for my buddy Clayton, who is currently a Marine in Iraq. I told Kane that once upon a time we had a life-size cardboard cutout of him in our kitchen, to which he looked at me quite strangely. He figured it out after I told him it was him dressed up as Jason, not just a replica of him... and he decided not to call the authorities. He had scar tissue from severe burns over three-quarters of his body.
What do I say to these one-time heroes? Sure, when I was a kid I was into the whole wrasslin' scene, but I haven't paid much attention in the last decade or so. Could I walk up to the Hulkster and say, 'Hey man, I saw you bodyslam Andre the Giant! Keep up the good work!' when that happened more than twelve years ago? Hmm, I'm not sure. I was neat to see him, and second-tier wrasslin' celeb Jimmy Hart as well.
I need some new heroes. Nothing wrong with the old, but I'm too far removed.
More to come soon.
posted by Merlin at 2:34 AM
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