(warning: raw post)
I’ve been watching Wrestling since before WrestleMania 1, but I started falling out of interest a few years ago.
Eddie Guerrero was found dead today. Was he a huge star like Hogan or Austin or Flair? Nah. Was he a nobody jobber? Nah. He was a typical pro-wrestler who made it. Mid-card with occasional pushes here and there. But he had tremendous in-ring skills and a silky-smooth in-ring persona that made you love him, and love to hate him. (God, that’s cliched)
Everybody is dying…I don’t know how the average person doesn’t kill themselves by the time they reach 75, from being depressed from seeing friends die, family die, their favorite (and even hated) entertainment personalities die, from reading about senseless tragedies, from seeing the horrors of war…