Sika "Educates" A Non-Fan
By Frank Dusek
understand human nature.
I spent almost three
years managing wrestlers in Bill Watts Mid-South
Wrestling and for the Dallas-based World Class Championship Wrestling. I
traveled with such wrestlers as Scott and Bill
Grappler (Len Denton), Ernie
Brown and The
Wild Samoans (Afa and Sika). In that span of time, I cant tell you how many
people (fans and non-fans) nearly got their heads torn off for irritating the wrong
Theres one example
that will always stand out to me.
After the matches in
Shreveport, LA, all the heels would stay at the same motel. We were regulars we pretty
much took run of the place. About 11:30 pm or midnight the Samoan boys, who were great
cooks, would fire up a grill out by the pool and by 1:00 am we were usually having supper.
On this particular night
an "outsider" joined our little group. We didnt invite
"outsiders" to join us, but if they mustered the courage to wander over and were
okay people, we didnt care.
Now if someone wanted to
discuss the merits of professional wrestlings validity (whether or not its
fake) with the group I mentioned above, one would think they would seek out me. After all,
I was a manager, not a wrestler and the smallest of that group But nooooo
form, this guy, who appeared to be fairly sober, sat down next to Sika!
fake?" he asked Sika.
Sika blew him off with
something like, "come on bruddah, lets just have a beer and eat."
But this guy was
determined. He asked Sika a couple of more times and each time the big Samoan tried to be
nice and change the subject. Finally, he made the near fatal mistake. He stood up and
declared in a semi-loud voice, "I KNOW its fake!"
Just as he was
attracting everyones attention Sika was up in a flash. Like a cat, in one move he
rose from the wrought iron love seat where was sitting, back-handed the guy sending him
down at my feet, about four to five feet from where he stood only an instant before.
Before anyone, including
the stunned guy, could react, Sika was standing over the guy with this wrought iron love
seat raised with one hand ready to smash the poor guys brains out.
I know it was just a
matter of a couple of seconds, but it seemed like the wild-eyed Sika stood over this guy
for an eternity. Finally I mustered the presence of mind to move over to the Wild Samoan
standing over his prey. Hoping to prevent Sika from going to jail, I gently tapped Sika on
the shoulder and said, "Brother, you think hes had enough?"
Sika looked over and I
saw the fire in his eye fade away. He laughed stepped back off the poor soul cowering on
the ground and put down the love seat.
I turned to suggest that
the "outsider" leaves, but all I could see of him was backside and elbows!
Dusek is a second-generation wrestler from one of the most famous wrestling families
ever. He had a solid career as a wrestler and later managed several wrestlers to major
titles. He also spent time as a broadcaster, promoter and matchmaker. His first memories
of the wrestling business are selling programs for his father when he was 4 years old.
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