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Darth_Pelican
05-20-2011, 11:52 AM
:( He just died in a car accident.

ohmwrecker
05-20-2011, 11:54 AM
Oh!, . . . no?!

HarlemHeat37
05-20-2011, 11:55 AM
Wow, my favorite wrestler growing up, tbh..

Muser
05-20-2011, 11:55 AM
Damn that sucks..


Oooooooh yeah!!

CubanMustGo
05-20-2011, 11:56 AM
Heart attack while driving, per TMZ, head-on into a tree. :wow

LkrFan
05-20-2011, 11:57 AM
Wow, my favorite wrestler growing up, tbh..

Mega Breast-feeding avatar. Now this? :lol

mavsfan1000
05-20-2011, 11:58 AM
:depressed

InRareForm
05-20-2011, 12:01 PM
Having a Slim Jim today, RIP

TheMACHINE
05-20-2011, 12:02 PM
=(

mavsfan1000
05-20-2011, 12:03 PM
Slim Jims have trans fat though. Snap into a heart attack. Oh yeah!

Mr.Bottomtooth
05-20-2011, 12:03 PM
):

Muser
05-20-2011, 12:04 PM
Cubby will be devastated.

easy7
05-20-2011, 12:07 PM
:wow He could have waited one more day until the rapture tomorrow...

BlackSwordsMan
05-20-2011, 12:17 PM
dead before 60 like any normal human being

BlackSwordsMan
05-20-2011, 12:17 PM
from the 1700s

Slydragon
05-20-2011, 12:22 PM
Rip

hater
05-20-2011, 12:28 PM
the only wrestling star besides Hulk I can name

Giuseppe
05-20-2011, 12:36 PM
- "Last stop on a long journey, as yet another human being returns to the vast nothingness that is the beginning and into the dust that is always the end."

- Rod Serling - 3.18.1960

timtonymanu
05-20-2011, 12:43 PM
That sucks.

How come he was never placed in the HoF?

TDMVPDPOY
05-20-2011, 12:44 PM
arrgg RIP macho man

Bill_Brasky
05-20-2011, 12:45 PM
Oooooooooh noo!

Goodnight, sweet prince.

HarlemHeat37
05-20-2011, 12:46 PM
That sucks.

How come he was never placed in the HoF?

He used to stick the slim Jim in McMahon's daughter..

Oh, Gee!!
05-20-2011, 12:50 PM
he's with Miss Elizabeth once again in the great beyond.

Taco
05-20-2011, 12:52 PM
RIP Macho Man !

I forgot Leaping Lanny Poffo was his brother

romad_20
05-20-2011, 12:54 PM
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RIP

#41 Shoot Em Up
05-20-2011, 12:56 PM
Def. one of the favs growing up. RIP

Giuseppe
05-20-2011, 01:03 PM
RIP Macho Man !

I forgot Leaping Lanny Poffo was his brother

Remember when Poffo was "The Professor" and he'd come out in the graduation cap & gown and then just the beat the shit out of his opponent with that flat cap. He had a diploma too.

:lmao

LnGrrrR
05-20-2011, 01:13 PM
:( He just died in a car accident.

That sucks. I remember he came to the BX in Florida for a signing with his female sidekick at the time, rode up in a Hummer to do signings. Seemed pretty cool.

LnGrrrR
05-20-2011, 01:13 PM
Having a Slim Jim today, RIP

Ditto.

Giuseppe
05-20-2011, 01:17 PM
The death count on that era of professional wrestlers is absolutely fantastic.

2ZMybi4K1H8

LnGrrrR
05-20-2011, 01:21 PM
The death count on that era of professional wrestlers is absolutely fantastic.

2ZMybi4K1H8

Sherri is dead too? I believe that is who was with him in the Hummer, either her or Luna Vachon. (who is probably also dead)

LnGrrrR
05-20-2011, 01:23 PM
Wow. Luna Vachon died last year. Insane. Hogan must be blessed.

timtonymanu
05-20-2011, 01:43 PM
WTF. I never even knew Luna was dead either.

VBM
05-20-2011, 01:44 PM
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Darth_Pelican
05-20-2011, 02:30 PM
The death count on that era of professional wrestlers is absolutely fantastic.

2ZMybi4K1H8

What's the deal with all of the Von Erichs committing suicide??? There were 3 of them on this list, all suicide.

Budkin
05-20-2011, 03:09 PM
Sooooo saaaad! RIP.

Giuseppe
05-20-2011, 03:20 PM
What's the deal with all of the Von Erichs committing suicide??? There were 3 of them on this list, all suicide.

I just located this on-line:::



The Von Erich Story
A Family Where Death Comes As Often As Leap Year
By Bill "Potshot" Kunkel
(The following article appeared in the October 24, 1991 issue of the Pro Wrestling Torch as part of the column "Potshots" © by the author. Some minor editorial changes have been made to the original text by the author.)

You hear a lot of things when a wrestler dies, especially when it is a suicide and especially when it is a Von Erich suicide. Von Erich deaths have become like Kennedy tragedies; after a while, they lose even their ability to shock us. We become numb to the never-ending horror stories, the public fascination and free-floating pop psych analysis.
When I got the phone call from Ric "Hotline" Carter on the afternoon of our Las Vegas WrestleTalk radio show on WLAV-FM, he played an interview, without preamble, that he'd taped earlier with a Texas law officer regarding the suicide of the youngest Von Erich scion. My first reaction was that it was a joke, albeit in bad taste even for Ric. But the sound of that lawman's voice, the flat, emotionless voice heard on a thousand news broadcasts, convinced me otherwise.
The saddest, most tragic member of the cursed clan was dead.
The grim tally simply boggles the mind. Jack Jr. electrocuted at age seven. David nodding out forever on Placidyl (the drug of choice for marginally-retarded stoners during the '70s) while on a successful tour of Japan. Mike taking a walk in the woods with a bag of Placidyl (tradition is important in the wrestling business), then lying down to get some rest from the relentless business of being a Von Erich.
And now Chris, poor doomed Chris, performing fellatio with a 9mm pistol because he was scheduled to go back on the asthma medicine that had originally stunted his growth and would now reduce further his hope of ever obtaining anything resembling muscle tone.
The irony of it all practically screams at you.
The "Von Erichs," born of a bogus Nazi heel moniker overlaid onto an All-American hero. But Jack Adkisson was always "Fritz" and his sons all used the Von Erich name and the family finisher, the "dreaded" Iron Claw, another trademark Gestapo gimmick, all the while becoming the Great American Christian Family of Pro Wrestling. The King and his unstable stable full of princeling studs built their own Southfork, with the sons living in their mini-mansions a short gallop from Fritz and Doris' big house
Like young colts, the boys ran wild. I have never met a Von Erich, but I have talked to people who were close to them and were part of the scene at the Sportatorium during the glory days of World Class Wrestling in the mid-80s. Imagine how regularly the boys were rounded up by the local heat and then cut loose because they bore the fake surname of a high-profile citizen and former Nazi heel. And how about Gino Hernandez, the "Handsome Half-Breed," a partying buddy of the clan who does not wrestle these days because he ingested too much cocaine and is dead. How does cocaine make a Von Erich feel, Gino? It makes him feel like having some more cocaine!
There was a quote from Fritz in the original AP report on Chris's death that hit me like a flatiron across the face. He said he guessed as how Chris figured he'd never make it as a wrestler so he "took the only way out he knew." Of course, stuff like this creates an image of Fritz as a Texas version of Tennessee Williams' "Big Daddy," a controlling monster who bullies his sons to his will with his money, his power and his expectations, holding onto his family through force of will. And pushing them into superstardom much as the wicked stepmother tried to fit her own daughters' ill-fitting feet into Cinderella's silver slipper, snipping off toes when required.
But appearances are often deceptive. I think the real story is different. I've heard stories again and again about friends dropping a dime to Fritz on his wild-eyed boys' behavior, but Fritz refused to believe it. If the reports came from a source above suspicion, say the CIA, then Fritz would dutifully face his sons and ask them if they'd been bad boys.
"No, dad," they'd swear to him.
That was good enough for Fritz; those boys would never lie to him.
Rather than Fritz's "iron claw" compelling his sometimes less-than-capable sons into the ring, I think there is another explanation. If you were a Von Erich, and grew up a Texas prince, and the only way to hold on to that status into your adult years was to become a wrestler, what would you do?
That's right. You'd hit the gym, gulp the 'roids, and try to look passable in a pair of tights.
Could a Von Erich become a manager? A referee? A Von Erich stooging for someone not named Von Erich? Unthinkable! How much less likely that they might become accountants or garbage men or even saloon keepers. Their status would evaporate. They would become "Kerry's brother" or "Fritz's son," but they could never lay fair claim to that silly, made-up family name. And so they stupefied themselves to death, pumping holes in their brains with pills and pistols.
And what about the Von Erich boys who did make it? Kerry was a stiff musclehead who loved to get ripped and drive various vehicles, from choppers to motorboats, at excessive speeds in his impaired condition. How many people do you know who go motorcycle riding barefoot, in the dark, then crash that motorcycle into a parked police car, necessitating the amputation of part of a foot? Fewer still would then mask that condition, return to wrestling, and continue to pump their body to inhuman dimensions live life on the edge. Is it heroism? Or is it desperation? [Note: Several years after the publication of this article, Kerry Von Erich killed himself, going the pistol route.]
Then there's Kevin, a nominal face who comes across as a surly, arrogant punk. At best a mediocre talent with the body of a born jobber, he is clueless on interviews and carries a record of no-shows that makes Buddy Landel look like Lou Gehrig. If he's smart, he'll find another way to make a living.
As Ric and I relayed the story of the latest Von Erich suicide over the radio that night with radio guest Steve Beverly, a song by Queen kept running through my head. "Another one bites the dust… another one bites the dust…" --Bill Kunkel Bill "Potshot" Kunkel has been writing for Wrestling Perspective since 1993.

Darth_Pelican
05-20-2011, 03:30 PM
I just located this on-line:::



The Von Erich Story

A Family Where Death Comes As Often As Leap Year
By Bill "Potshot" Kunkel

(The following article appeared in the October 24, 1991 issue of the Pro Wrestling Torch as part of the column "Potshots" © by the author. Some minor editorial changes have been made to the original text by the author.)

You hear a lot of things when a wrestler dies, especially when it is a suicide and especially when it is a Von Erich suicide. Von Erich deaths have become like Kennedy tragedies; after a while, they lose even their ability to shock us. We become numb to the never-ending horror stories, the public fascination and free-floating pop psych analysis.
When I got the phone call from Ric "Hotline" Carter on the afternoon of our Las Vegas WrestleTalk radio show on WLAV-FM, he played an interview, without preamble, that he'd taped earlier with a Texas law officer regarding the suicide of the youngest Von Erich scion. My first reaction was that it was a joke, albeit in bad taste even for Ric. But the sound of that lawman's voice, the flat, emotionless voice heard on a thousand news broadcasts, convinced me otherwise.
The saddest, most tragic member of the cursed clan was dead.
The grim tally simply boggles the mind. Jack Jr. electrocuted at age seven. David nodding out forever on Placidyl (the drug of choice for marginally-retarded stoners during the '70s) while on a successful tour of Japan. Mike taking a walk in the woods with a bag of Placidyl (tradition is important in the wrestling business), then lying down to get some rest from the relentless business of being a Von Erich.
And now Chris, poor doomed Chris, performing fellatio with a 9mm pistol because he was scheduled to go back on the asthma medicine that had originally stunted his growth and would now reduce further his hope of ever obtaining anything resembling muscle tone.
The irony of it all practically screams at you.
The "Von Erichs," born of a bogus Nazi heel moniker overlaid onto an All-American hero. But Jack Adkisson was always "Fritz" and his sons all used the Von Erich name and the family finisher, the "dreaded" Iron Claw, another trademark Gestapo gimmick, all the while becoming the Great American Christian Family of Pro Wrestling. The King and his unstable stable full of princeling studs built their own Southfork, with the sons living in their mini-mansions a short gallop from Fritz and Doris' big house
Like young colts, the boys ran wild. I have never met a Von Erich, but I have talked to people who were close to them and were part of the scene at the Sportatorium during the glory days of World Class Wrestling in the mid-80s. Imagine how regularly the boys were rounded up by the local heat and then cut loose because they bore the fake surname of a high-profile citizen and former Nazi heel. And how about Gino Hernandez, the "Handsome Half-Breed," a partying buddy of the clan who does not wrestle these days because he ingested too much cocaine and is dead. How does cocaine make a Von Erich feel, Gino? It makes him feel like having some more cocaine!
There was a quote from Fritz in the original AP report on Chris's death that hit me like a flatiron across the face. He said he guessed as how Chris figured he'd never make it as a wrestler so he "took the only way out he knew." Of course, stuff like this creates an image of Fritz as a Texas version of Tennessee Williams' "Big Daddy," a controlling monster who bullies his sons to his will with his money, his power and his expectations, holding onto his family through force of will. And pushing them into superstardom much as the wicked stepmother tried to fit her own daughters' ill-fitting feet into Cinderella's silver slipper, snipping off toes when required.
But appearances are often deceptive. I think the real story is different. I've heard stories again and again about friends dropping a dime to Fritz on his wild-eyed boys' behavior, but Fritz refused to believe it. If the reports came from a source above suspicion, say the CIA, then Fritz would dutifully face his sons and ask them if they'd been bad boys.
"No, dad," they'd swear to him.
That was good enough for Fritz; those boys would never lie to him.
Rather than Fritz's "iron claw" compelling his sometimes less-than-capable sons into the ring, I think there is another explanation. If you were a Von Erich, and grew up a Texas prince, and the only way to hold on to that status into your adult years was to become a wrestler, what would you do?
That's right. You'd hit the gym, gulp the 'roids, and try to look passable in a pair of tights.
Could a Von Erich become a manager? A referee? A Von Erich stooging for someone not named Von Erich? Unthinkable! How much less likely that they might become accountants or garbage men or even saloon keepers. Their status would evaporate. They would become "Kerry's brother" or "Fritz's son," but they could never lay fair claim to that silly, made-up family name. And so they stupefied themselves to death, pumping holes in their brains with pills and pistols.
And what about the Von Erich boys who did make it? Kerry was a stiff musclehead who loved to get ripped and drive various vehicles, from choppers to motorboats, at excessive speeds in his impaired condition. How many people do you know who go motorcycle riding barefoot, in the dark, then crash that motorcycle into a parked police car, necessitating the amputation of part of a foot? Fewer still would then mask that condition, return to wrestling, and continue to pump their body to inhuman dimensions live life on the edge. Is it heroism? Or is it desperation? [Note: Several years after the publication of this article, Kerry Von Erich killed himself, going the pistol route.]
Then there's Kevin, a nominal face who comes across as a surly, arrogant punk. At best a mediocre talent with the body of a born jobber, he is clueless on interviews and carries a record of no-shows that makes Buddy Landel look like Lou Gehrig. If he's smart, he'll find another way to make a living.
As Ric and I relayed the story of the latest Von Erich suicide over the radio that night with radio guest Steve Beverly, a song by Queen kept running through my head. "Another one bites the dust… another one bites the dust…" --Bill Kunkel Bill "Potshot" Kunkel has been writing for Wrestling Perspective since 1993.

LOL what a sensitive guy this author is.... Cliffnotes: "The Von Erichs were crazy roided up fucks who liked 'pumping holes in their brains with pills and pistols' "

CubanSucks
05-20-2011, 03:59 PM
wtf does this have to do with the NBA?

TheManFromAcme
05-20-2011, 04:07 PM
in honor of Randy savage
think I'll pick one up at the store on my way from work today

http://www.hellomunchies.com/wp-content/uploads/wpsc/product_images/082609-slim-jim.jpg

Girasuck
05-20-2011, 04:07 PM
wtf does this have to do with the NBA?

HAHAHAHA!!! The NBA is more scripted than wrestling these days. It has everything to do with the NBA.

Nick, the Nazi
05-20-2011, 04:09 PM
ahh...fuck. :/

dbreiden83080
05-20-2011, 04:22 PM
Another all time great wrestling legend is gone

Loved Randy as a kid..

RIP!!

DMC
05-20-2011, 04:43 PM
Wow Randy Savage was one of my favorites.

der Kaiser
05-20-2011, 04:50 PM
Lame. I loved the Macho Man.

Macho Man > Hulk Hogan

spyder
05-20-2011, 05:02 PM
:depressed RIP Macho Man

Killakobe81
05-20-2011, 05:23 PM
Wow, my favorite wrestler growing up, tbh..

Me too, Harlem. Most of my cousins and friends were Hulkamaniacs but I wanted to be Macho man so I could get at elizabeth ... :toast

RIP ..."Snap in to a slim jim ....oh yeah!!!!"

Killakobe81
05-20-2011, 05:29 PM
That sucks.

How come he was never placed in the HoF?

He had beef with the WWE/WWF just got settled last year that is why he was included in the NBA Jamesque WWE all-stars ...first game to have Macho man. If it didnt look so over the top I would of picked it up ...Ill waint until it is on the cheap ....

My favorite wrestlers not sure of order:
1. Ricky the dragon
2. Macho man
3. Ultimate Warrior
4. Mr "wonderful" Paul Orndorf
5. Jimmy supafly snuka



Honorabl mention* the rock (but I didnt watch his era of wrestling) I had grown past it, but became a fan after, due to his shit-talking, i found on you tube ...LOL

Tag-tem: British Bulldogs ..

TE
05-20-2011, 05:34 PM
wow, RIP.

:depressed

timtonymanu
05-20-2011, 05:34 PM
That's unfortunate. I thought he belonged in the HoF.

DMC
05-20-2011, 05:45 PM
Steroid use cause this?

Nick, the Nazi
05-20-2011, 06:27 PM
My favorite wrestlers not sure of order:
1. Ricky the dragon
2. Macho man
3. Ultimate Warrior
4. Mr "wonderful" Paul Orndorf
5. Jimmy supafly snuka



My favorite:

Razor Ramon
Ravishing Rick Rude
Rick "the Model" Martel
Macho Man

LnGrrrR
05-20-2011, 06:35 PM
Steroid use cause this?

Indeterminate. Early reports said a heart attack while driving, which ultimately led to a crash/death.

Giuseppe
05-20-2011, 06:55 PM
Savage & Steamboat put on some tremendous bouts over the course of many years.

I'll take those to the grave.

picc84
05-20-2011, 07:17 PM
He should have died 20 years ago tbh.

shyne
05-20-2011, 08:31 PM
I had the Macho Man and Hogan wrestling buddies as a kid. RIP Macho Man

blkroadrunners
05-20-2011, 09:19 PM
RIP Mr. Macho

100%duncan
05-20-2011, 10:12 PM
RIP Macho Man!

Budkin
05-20-2011, 11:30 PM
I saw him in his prime at Royal Rumble 1990 in Orlando. That shit was awesome!

DMC
05-21-2011, 12:03 AM
He was a decent actor.

Isitjustme?
05-21-2011, 12:22 AM
Ozzie Guillen, crestfallen.


OzzieGuillen Ozzie Guillen
Macho man I was big fan of you and so were my kids we a wrestling family u were awesome
43 minutes ago


OzzieGuillen Ozzie Guillen
We will miss you slim jim
43 minutes ago


OzzieGuillen Ozzie Guillen
U put wrestling on the top u was good and funny and who no remenber elizabeth
41 minutes ago

Who no remenber elizabeth indeed.

Man In Black
05-21-2011, 02:32 AM
This is cool to watch. Watch the whole thing and give props to the Macho Man. Oh Yeah!!!
klx3epFHlSs

joshdaboss
05-21-2011, 02:34 AM
Can I get a EWWWWWWWWWWW YYYYYYEEEEEAHHHHH

VBM
05-21-2011, 08:39 AM
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