Damn, you scared the shit out of me with that pic. The Enforcer, baby.
Flexie Lexie had the killer physique but good gawd, he was a horrible wrassler. You have to at least be able to make a fake punch look somewhat real.
Quick story. My wife's grandpa was the biggest wrestlin' fan on earth. Actually got so mad one night at the matches at the Farm Center in Dothan, he pulled a knife on someone. He loved it when me and my brother in law would go with him. Thought he was treating us to Disney World or something. I didn't mind, I love wrasslin'. One night at the illustrious Farm Center, there's a world title bout between Nature Boy Ric Flair and Austin Idol. (It doesn't get much better than that) Me and BIL are standing in the aisle and there's a point in the match when Idol starts slapping Flair around and Flair leaves the ring acting like he's quitting and heading to the dressing room.
He stops just in front of us and my BIL hollers right in his ear, "Get back in the ring, pussy". As soon as he says it, my BIL quickly sits down and Flair turns around face to face with me. He looks at me 6" from my nose and says, "I know you ain't talkin' to me darlin". I sounded like fuckin' Pee Wee Herman..."No, it wasn't me....it was him, I swear" . My brother in law was like..."What you SHOULD have said..."
Flair was in his prime. He backed me down.