Where Wrestling's Regional History Lives!
- Lloyd Maxwell
you all enjoyed my first column.
I want to thank everyone for the
kind words about my piece... I am not a writer by any means, but
maybe I can tell you all more memories that would otherwise be
remember some of the first matches I went to. Dick Murdock was in a
match with Karl Kox. Dick
flipped him outside the ring and Karl went flying into me, and several
other fans. He was wailing
away and I was just trying to get out of his way. He looked at me, and I
KNEW he remembered me, from being at his house...(it had just been about
2 weeks since I was there with dad). Anyways, after the matches when I was waiting outside for my
ride, he came out and said that when he saw me, it startled him.
I thought WOW! I startled Killer Karl Kox!
funny story was when dad and I were at Steve's service station. Dick
Murdock was there putting a wrestling poster in the window.
I asked him what they do with them after each week. He said they
threw them away. I did not
ask him right then if I could have them, but I did ask Steve.
He said that I had to ask Dick.
Well the next time we were there I got the courage up to ask that
"big" man! He not
only gave me the ones from Steve's place but the next week, when I was
over there he drove up, and unloaded what I thought was 10,000 posters.
It ended up being about 200 to 300... he did this for about a year.
I told him I really only wanted one or maybe two if they were
different! I had a closet FULL of posters.
wrestler I had a brush with was James J. Dillon.
I remember when he first came into the territory. He had that big
cigar, vest and cowboy hat. He
and dick Murdock were arch enemies.
One time at the channel 10 studio TV tapings, JJ attacked Dick
from behind when he was showing off his newly won International
championship. Boy, did that
make me mad! He hit Dick
with the crutch Dick was using to get around.
I told him he was a low life for doing that.
Well, the next week back at Steve's station, I saw Dick there
(with no crutch and he was not limping).
The angle was that Dillon had broken his leg and he could not
defend the championship. When
I saw Dick had all of sudden been cured, I again thought that this stuff
HAD to be made up. I think
in latter years I was one of the first fans who started to cheer for JJ
Dillon... don't ask me why but it was just fun going against everyone
remember when Bobby Jaggers came to town.
He and Dick were the next ones to always be at odds end.
Bobby would wear the cowboy get-up, pink vest and pink hat...
that always made Dick mad! I
was soooo into Bobby's character that I made a coat that had his name on
the back and sleeves, and I was telling everyone that I was bobby's long
lost son. I don't know if
he ever found this out, but it made me feel REAL important.
I would go to the sports arena wearing my idols get-up, and cheer
for him. At that time I soooo much wanted to be a part of the
wrestling business, but back then it was so much of a closed door that
it never worked out. I think that watching JJ,
Next month I will tell you about what Dennis Stamp meant to me, with his matches, and latter in life after he got out of the wrestling business, and about me getting to go into the locker room!