Post by Cypress on Jul 26, 2007 18:34:36 GMT -5
“I’m back and better than ever.” - Eric Bischoff Theme Music 2003
Once again, YOUR Host of Hosts is here to be an inspiration to those without hope. No longer must you suffer. No longer must you linger without knowing, because YOUR Guiding Light shall guide you to a place and time where Dreams live on.
The place and time was July 22, 2007 at the HP Pavilion in San Jose, Calif. The dream was, well the Dream; the “American Dream” that is. Anybody who considers themselves to be a true fan of the sport had to feel like they were 6-years-old again when WWE Hall of Famer Dusty Rhodes appeared at The Great American Bash sporting his cowboy hat, same trusty black shirt from years past and the knee pads over his jeans. Man, I for one know that I was just in awe.
Regardless of what you thought of the match itself (being that the rules to the Bull Rope Match had changed), to see such an icon at this stage in his career being able to compete on his brainchild (The Great American Bash) was just like Christmas for me. It was one of the best gifts that I could ask for. But more importantly, it wasn’t the match that sent shivers up and down my spine, it was Dusty’s promo.
When I was 3-years-old and growing, Dusty to me was a Southern Baptist Preacher. Dusty had a way of making me (among millions of others) feel important. He made me feel like he was fighting the “good” fight for me. Dusty had, and still has obviously, the gift of rapping, if you will. There’s no one, and I absolutely mean no one, that did or can do it better. When this man speaks, you listen. You’re drawn to see where he’s going with his message.
I gotta tell ya, when Dusty cut that promo, I felt like I was watching Florida Championship Wrestling with my pops all over again. What more could I expect. It was the Dweem baby! Dusty will make your back crack, your liver quiver, if you ain’t down with this mess then hell, you at the wrong address. It was truly an “Experience” for YOUR Paragon of Virtue who witnessed it live. So why did I reflect on Eric Bischoff’s theme music? It’s simple; the “American Dream” Dusty Rhodes was truly back and better than ever! Well, almost I guess. It ended as soon as it began, or so it seems.
Oh well, if we can actually find some jeans that fit, we could always dress up Balls Mahoney in a cowboy hat and jeans and send him to the ring. Nah, that wouldn’t work. That’ll be like putting make-up on a 240-pound man, dress him up like Little Richard with confetti launchers and having him hit his opponents with something called the “Tutti-Frutti!... Just Gawd Awful!
Thanks Dusty!
P.S. WTH? Have anyone seen or heard from my personal enforcer?
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Questions, Comments and/or concerns? Reach out to your Paragon of Virtue at ECWHOH@yahoo.com.
YOUR Host of Hosts
Once again, YOUR Host of Hosts is here to be an inspiration to those without hope. No longer must you suffer. No longer must you linger without knowing, because YOUR Guiding Light shall guide you to a place and time where Dreams live on.
The place and time was July 22, 2007 at the HP Pavilion in San Jose, Calif. The dream was, well the Dream; the “American Dream” that is. Anybody who considers themselves to be a true fan of the sport had to feel like they were 6-years-old again when WWE Hall of Famer Dusty Rhodes appeared at The Great American Bash sporting his cowboy hat, same trusty black shirt from years past and the knee pads over his jeans. Man, I for one know that I was just in awe.
Regardless of what you thought of the match itself (being that the rules to the Bull Rope Match had changed), to see such an icon at this stage in his career being able to compete on his brainchild (The Great American Bash) was just like Christmas for me. It was one of the best gifts that I could ask for. But more importantly, it wasn’t the match that sent shivers up and down my spine, it was Dusty’s promo.
When I was 3-years-old and growing, Dusty to me was a Southern Baptist Preacher. Dusty had a way of making me (among millions of others) feel important. He made me feel like he was fighting the “good” fight for me. Dusty had, and still has obviously, the gift of rapping, if you will. There’s no one, and I absolutely mean no one, that did or can do it better. When this man speaks, you listen. You’re drawn to see where he’s going with his message.
I gotta tell ya, when Dusty cut that promo, I felt like I was watching Florida Championship Wrestling with my pops all over again. What more could I expect. It was the Dweem baby! Dusty will make your back crack, your liver quiver, if you ain’t down with this mess then hell, you at the wrong address. It was truly an “Experience” for YOUR Paragon of Virtue who witnessed it live. So why did I reflect on Eric Bischoff’s theme music? It’s simple; the “American Dream” Dusty Rhodes was truly back and better than ever! Well, almost I guess. It ended as soon as it began, or so it seems.
Oh well, if we can actually find some jeans that fit, we could always dress up Balls Mahoney in a cowboy hat and jeans and send him to the ring. Nah, that wouldn’t work. That’ll be like putting make-up on a 240-pound man, dress him up like Little Richard with confetti launchers and having him hit his opponents with something called the “Tutti-Frutti!... Just Gawd Awful!
Thanks Dusty!
P.S. WTH? Have anyone seen or heard from my personal enforcer?
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Questions, Comments and/or concerns? Reach out to your Paragon of Virtue at ECWHOH@yahoo.com.
YOUR Host of Hosts
