Published on June 27th, 2015 | by Pro Wrestling Stories0
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The Limousine Ridin’, Jet Flyin’, Kiss Stealin’, Wheelin’ Dealin’ Son of a Gun – RIC FLAIR. WOOOO!!
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“Ray Stevens told me in 1972, ‘The day you walk into that ring without butterflies, don’t walk to the ring.’ I never forgot that statement.”
– Ric Flair
RIC FLAIR reflects on the highs and lows of his great career
“I’ve been hit by lighting twice.
In 1982 I was the World Champion back then in NWA, and I was flying intro Richmond, VA. I had to wrestle Ricky Steamboat that night. It was sold-out. My connection was late getting out of Atlanta because of the weather.
We landed and they wouldn’t let us out of the plane because it was raining so hard, and it was before they had jetways.
Finally it let up a bit, so we got off and they gave us umbrellas like they used to in the old days. I was walking about 50 yards from walking into the building, and lightning hit the tip of my umbrella, bounced off it and hit the guy behind me in the eye and killed him.
The second time I was on a Seneca II, a small plane, coming back from somewhere on the Fourth of July in 1986. And then lighting hit our plane — bingo! We went upside down…
In 1975, I crashed in an airplane and broke my back. The doctors told me I’d never wrestle again…
Honestly, I think it’s phenomenal what has happened to me.
From the very first day I started wrestling, I loved it.
I mean, I watched it as a kid when I was living in Minneapolis, but I didn’t know anything about it.
I was playing football in Minnesota and I dropped out of school. Of course my grades were terrible because I had joined a fraternity. I just rolled the dice and had fun. I had been declared ‘academically ineligible’ to play football.
I headed down to Charlotte. Back then, Charlotte was just rasslin’ and racin’. That’s when I started, at the age of 23. I got my first thousand-dollar check after I’d worked for a week. I said to myself: this will work for me!
Was I a natural? No! I quit three times because it was so hard.
Verne Gagne wouldn’t let me quit. He even came and got me and threw me out of my duplex one day and said get your ass back over there. It was in a barn in November. Are you kidding me? Good lord.
When I was in the business you had to be tough to be a wrestler. It was a riot — that’s the way it was. It was a very hard, tough, grueling competitive business. When I was younger, if you didn’t work you didn’t get paid, so you went to work whether you were hurt or not. THAT was tough!
I’ll tell you: I have been in matches with Bruiser Brody that were tougher than any MMA match! Especially in Tokyo. Same thing with Stan Hansen. Try getting in the ring with him one time in Tokyo, brother. Good lord!
And nobody in MMA could have beaten Harley Race or Dick Slater. Those guys were just that tough. And remember Haku? Don’t ever think that anybody would mess with Haku. If he was a young guy and he got into MMA, my god — he’d have done everything! He was the toughest son of a bitch I’ve ever met in my whole life. No lie, take my word for it…
It’s a different time now. Guys are more… I don’t know… it’s a much more ‘controlled’ environment now. I mean, when I was running around in the ’80s, man, we were hittin’ it hard, both in the ring and afterward! (laughs).
In The Four Horsemen, we were like The Beatles, Elvis and The Rolling Stones all wrapped into one. Wrestling was on fire back then, it was just unbelievable. The chicks were everywhere…
One night I got on television and said, ‘The Four Horsemen are renting a suite on top of the Baltimore Marriott.’ I said any girl between the ages of 18 and 28 is invited, no husbands, no boyfriends.
You should’ve seen it, man.
The lobby was unbelievable. You had to fight your way through it. We had at least 300 women in the room. You couldn’t walk. Then I started doing it everywhere. We used to do it in Vegas during the summertime when all the college girls were in town. We had a lot of fun…
We had our own private jet. We were on the Great American Bash tour in 1985…we worked in Frisco, Seattle, Portland, L.A, Alburquerque and Vegas…we stayed at the Tropicana for a five day run. I got drunk and spent $40,000 on two fur coats…still got one at home. Never worn it.
We flew back to the hotel at midnight and partied until 8:00 a.m, worked out and then laid in the sun all day. We did not go to bed for five days. It was phenomenal.
It was a tremendous life. I don’t regret any of it.
I’ve made some really bad business choices and it’s not because I did things stupid, but because I trusted people. And trust is not stupidity.
I had it made and I let it go – through divorce and bad choices with women.
It’s not cost effective when you’re not working and paying $20,000 a month in alimony.
I always lived for the day.
I couldn’t wait to get to work, couldn’t wait to get to the ring. I didn’t even think about being nervous. I’d put my boots on, tape my fingers up, prepare myself and out I went! It was a rush for me, and I just couldn’t wait to do it. I enjoyed everybody I worked with. I enjoyed them in the ring, and I enjoyed them socially.
The greatest moment in my life was wrestling Shawn Michaels for my retirement. No lie about that
The emotional part of it was big. That was legit, man. I didn’t want to retire. Vince made me!
I love my fans, and I truly appreciate all the respect they pay me each and every day of my life. I hear something nice every day of my life. And I’m really looking forward to getting back and performing for them and making them smile – or making them cry!” (laughs)