I've written before on wrestling, the sacrifices these athletes make so I'm not going around that route again. This is about Flair.
I just got off watching Flair's farewell address on Astro. He cried and it was real. Triple H, who was not being very cerebral assassin-like choked on his words, Bad boy Randy Orton broke character and wiped away a real tear. It was a great send-off especially with the entrance of some of the old legends, the original 4 Horsemen, Harley Race, Ricky Steamboat mixed with the young guns of today, Batista and Cena while the leaders stood by, Triple H and Michaels and the entire WWE roster. Great send off. Those of you who know what I mean have prob seen it already. For those of you who don't, I'm surprised you're still reading this post on wrestling!
In my time handling WWE in Asia, Ric Flair was a PERFECT gentleman. Dressed impeccably in a suit whenever he travelled he was polite, articulate and a true professional. He even addressed me as 'Sir'! I was just the grumpy guy backstage barking orders to all and sundry but to Ric Flair, The Nature Boy, I was 'Sir'. In airport lobbies, on the chartered flights, in the tunnels backstage of a stadium, on a bus, at dinner, lunch, whenever he passed me there would always be a "good day to you sir", "Good morning sir" or "Everything OK sir?" I am no fan boy. I never approach anyone I handle for autographs nor do I find excuses to be around them. So this is NOT fan boy gushing. Its giving respect where respect is due.
Wrestling. Is it fake? Sure. The people? They're real.
And Naitch? Sir, I'd just like to say one thing.