Another thing that I discovered that night was that the black folk really liked Ric Flair. I mean really liked him. I hated Ric as a kid because even though my dad used slow motion and long afternoon lectures to educate me to the contrary, I still bought into kayfabe and hated Flair for his cheating. I remember not understanding the love for him live, and wondering why it was only black folk that cheered him.

After the show, we waited outside to see the wrasslers depart, and I tried to get an autograph from the rock and roll express and they totally blew me off. My dad called them assholes as they jumped in a cab.

The end.