Here’s an old-school Shirtless Saturday post. Phil Hickerson is a wrestler I discovered a few years ago thanks to the classic pro-wrestling matches shown on ESPN. I missed out on his younger and furrier persona, so I just knew him as his villainous Japanese counterpart, PY Chu Hi. [KEEP ON WOOFIN’!]
Jock Samson is one of my current intense obsessions. He’s amazingly agile, cocky, and he always strips off his wrestling singlet, revealing his magnificent and gorgeous build. I’m sure I will be posting more about him, but I’d like to remain focused for a moment and let’s discuss his shirtless appearances, shall we? [KEEP ON WOOFIN’!]
One of my favorite pro-wrestling photo blogs is Wrestling Great. There’s not a lot of big guys (at least with my definition of “big” is); but for the ones who do show up are simply “great” to behold. One of my finds is a pro-wrestler who dons a pharaoh costume. Unfortunately, I have no clue as to who he is and I’m begging any wrestling expert out there to provide us with the 411. [KEEP ON WOOFIN’!]
If you want to see old-school musclechub wrestlers, then the indy circuit is the place to be. Case in point: the masked chubby known as “Bulldozer”… [KEEP ON WOOFIN’!]
Why is this “Super Shirtless Saturday”? Because I will be posting a handful of shirtless pro-wrestlers today and what better way to honor their athleticism and theatrical skills by describing them as “super”?
The BearMythology look has been updated again by your finicky and oft-absent blogger. Also, based on numerous suggestions, I will finally get with the 21st Century and start placing “Continue Reading” links on every post for easier reading consumption…
Anyway, my great friend, GE, sent me a link to a video that gave me a heart attack (I wonder how many heart attacks I’ve had during the course of this blog’s lifespan?): it is a video of pro-wrestler, Mark Henry, wearing only skimpy bright red speedos! Seriously, why can’t he wrestle with this type of outfit?! [KEEP ON WOOFIN’!]
Koobert from Bears In Games have a threesome of great videos about bearish men in sports-themed video games (check out Bears In Games’ YouTube Page). The one I’d like to highlight today is Legends Of Wrestlemania.
It’s pretty cool that even when Koobert designed a very obvious gay-looking character, his online opponents would not harass him nor negatively criticize the flamboyant look of his wrestler. I found that interesting as pro-wrestling fans tend to get an image of being extremely homophobic. Unfortunately, we find our homobphobic brethren in video games like Halo. I actually watched my co-worker’s 14-year-old son spew insults like “Fucking fag that is so fucking gay you’re gonna get it fucked up in your fucking fag gay ass” in Halo 3. Ah, to be 14…
Pro-wrestling, especially WWF in the ’80s and ’90s, was my source of a “different type” of entertainment. It was a world where half-naked burly men role-played a character, as they sweated and wrestled away. I had a personal attraction towards wrestlers who were cocky, arrogant, and just plain villainous (check out my Sonny Roselli post). If you looked at the wrestling roster on the above image, I only have about three “good guys” (or “faces”). But then again, they were also at one point villains prior to WWF. I guess I just love “bad bears” (I was so angry when I rented The Bad News Bears in Betamax). Anyway, I feel that today’s pro-wrestling do not have the same mystique that these bearish wrestlers provided back in the day. There was a rawness and realness to the theatrics that they used to entertain us. It’s probably still out there since I viewed pro-wrestling a bit differently as a child, teenager, and heck, as an adult in my early 20’s.
Finally, let me end with an Arn Anderson entrance video from Legends Of Wrestlemania as well as a high-res image of Big John Studd. Yes, if you look at the collage again, they are my top two professional wrestlers of all-time.
My second poll was the popularity contest between pro-wrestlers, Shane Twins and Power Twins. The poll is still open and it’s currently at 149-18! I have to admit that I was a bit shocked to find that The Power Twins got such few votes. And to disclose who I would have voted for, it would have been The Power Twins, David and Larry Sontag. To me, they’re just far more bearish than the beefy and muscular Shane Twins. But, perhaps, one of the main reasons is because I had actually seen one of them before here in Las Vegas.
I have seen Larry before at a Walgreens pharmacy many years ago. He was picking up some medication (possibly pain pills) but I did not know who he was at the time. All I knew was that he was talking to the pharmacist and she was asking him about his profession. He then started talking about wrestling, his back pain, and how “it’s just a living.” I’ll never forget that. The second time I saw him was at a strip joint called Spearmint Rhino, also in Vegas. (Backstory: I had to hang out with the guys I work with so that it looked “normal” and that I was attracted to women.) Anyway, I wasn’t sure if it was David or Larry because it was too loud and I was mesmerized at him holding my drivers license. I dreaded being at that strip joint but I was glad for being treated by such a pleasant surprise. (Come to think of it, I spent about two hundred dollars for lap dances that I did not care for. Geez. All that work and lost money so that I appeared to be “just one of the guys. I should have just given the money to Mr. Sontag as even though I did not get a lap dance from him — which was for the better as he would have crushed my legs — being in the presence of such an intimidating bouncer was way too erotic for me.)
Anyways, I’m a ramblin’. But you may be wondering how I could differentiate the two. Basically, Larry has a deeper New Yorker voice while David has a lighter and pronounced Long Island accent. In Ocean’s Eleven David was the one with the longer spoken lines and you can hear his accent clearly when he spoke to George Clooney’s character.
And, finally, here’s a 2-part pro-wrestling matchup between The Power Twins and Masked Confusion (originally known as WWF’s “The Killer Bees”)…
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A few months ago, I posed one of life’s important questions: “What happened to pro-wrestlers like these?” In this case, pro-wrestlers of the bearish and massively goonish mold. I then posted a photo of Bruiser Mastino who was only wearing a very revealing singlet. Ever since then, I kept doing a “monthly google” for this massive musclechub. Well, what do you know? Not only did it lead me to finding a couple of his wrestling matches, it led me to a Bruiser Mastino who only wore something much better than a singlet: wrestling trunks!
However, before we get to the even better goonie good-stuff, here are some photos of the woofy Mr. Hallick as one of my favorites in the old WWF, Mantaur…
And as an important sidenote to this post, Mantaur was not the only big fella in the early and mid-1990’s. My other favorites were Typhoon/Tugboat (Fred Ottman) and PN News/Cannonball Grizzly (Paul Neu). I’ve had many nights where I would fantasize the three of them together as this crew of evil henchmen. Here are some visuals of the other two naughty bears… (Alright, alright, what about Earthquake, Yokozuna, Bastion Booger? They’re there, I just want to keep my number of top goons in threes…)
Typhoon (Fred Ottman)
Cannonball Grizzly (Paul Neu)
Unfortunately (for you and not me), with my BearBeat fetish, they always end up getting beat up and dominated by <enter generic and non-descript fantasy good guy(s)/gal(s) here>. Here’s a close approximation of my BearBeat fantasies (of course, there are no actual usage of dangerous objects in my PG-rated fantasies).
As a treat, a video was just uploaded a few hours ago between Bruiser Mastino and Cannonball Grizzly. According to the YouTuber, they were real life pals…
It’s interesting to note how Cannonball Grizzly started out more chubby then later on transformed into a musclechub, while Bruiser Mastino started out as being more husky (or as a blog reader once mentioned this term, “Huscular”) but have now also turned into a musclechub. And for the sake of this post, both massive men are definitely of the bullgoon make and model.
Finally, here’s the match that you’ve all been waiting for… It’s a squash match between Bruiser Mastino and El Puerto Riqueño from ECW Holiday Hell 1995. My jaws literally dropped when I saw this match. Unfortunately for me, he dominated the little man and it did not do my fetish any favors. But, hey, beggars cannot be choosers as we were all treated to a big goon wrestling around in just those sweet, sweet trunks. So I ask the question again: “What happened to pro-wrestlers like these?”…
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Andrew Anderson in The Wrestler
I have posted twice about him (here and here) but did not know who he was. Blog reader, Kevin, then sent me an email with not just this beefy musclebear’s name but a link to a goldmine of his photos which then literally caused me heart palpitations. You think I’m exaggerating? Here are just some of the photos of the woofy, and finally, not unknown wrestler named Andrew Anderson.
All of these fantastic photos are from getlostphotos’ SmugMug photo site.
Is there a term for the crease between the belly’s bottom portion and the hip? If there is one, then that “part” gets me all hot and bothered. 😛
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