1983 or thereabouts I was in Texas managing Will Bill
Irwin. Bill had recently won the Texas Heavyweight Championship.
We were hot everywhere.
night we were working in the old fairgrounds building in
Abilene, TX. I can't remember with whom Bill was
working, but the finish called for me to slip a chair into
the appropriate spot in the match, I got up from my chair,
folded it and started to slip it under the bottom rope.
Just at that moment I felt a solid thud on the top of my
head as a metal folding chair came down flat with a crash.
it wasn't supposed to be a part of the finish, the chair
shot was so solid I just KNEW that it had come from either
David or Kerry von Erich.
shot had hurt like the devil. I turned around, mad as hell,
like I said, expecting to see one of the von Erich's. Instead,
there, before me stood a gray-haired, old man.
eyes were as wide as saucers. I guess he couldn't believe
that I was still standing. Lucky for me, he had hit me with
the flat seat portion of the chair (just like he had seen
the wrestlers do no doubt), not the sharp edge.
guess he wasn't the only one surprised because the two of
us stood there, face to face, for what seemed like an eternity.
Then I felt the warm sensation on the side of my head of
blood starting to flow down out of my hair.
sight of my blood stirred my attacker as well and he took
off running. He was an old man. It didn't take much to catch
fans circled around us, several hollering for me to "get
that coward." I had every intention of beating this guy
to a pulp andI'm sure he realized it. As I moved toward
him, he started backing up. When he hit a wall I knew I
as I was about to make my move, the old man suddenly dropped
to his knees and closed his eyes. I had my chance, but I
couldn't take it.
I spun around. Will Bill was at my side by this time. Together
we returned to the dressing room.
worst part of the whole incident, other than another nasty
scar on my scalp, was that I had to shave away some of the
sparse hair that I had to bandage the cut!