Why was Minnesota, a land known for its stoic farmers, reasonable politics, and comfortable casseroles, a hotbed of the wacky and wild world of professional wrestling? And how did that old-school wrestling become the Saturday night program of choice for thousands of midwestern families in the last half of the twentieth century? Professional wrestling historian and insider George Schire is here not only to set the record straight but to entice you into a world gone by, a world that comes alive through his colorful and perceptive reporting.
As a kid, Schire found a way to escape the troubles of his life by becoming a wrestling fan, glued to the TV set and then later traveling to see every live "card" in the Twin Cities and many more throughout the region. Over the years he has been involved in all aspects of the sport, and he now offers detailed, behind-the-scenes accounts of important matches from 1954 to 1990 and stories of wrestler personalities, both in and out of the ring. He shares his own extensive collection of wrestling memorabilia— photographs, program covers, newspaper clippings, and other ephemera—to honor the hardworking characters who forged serial storylines onstage week after week and who thrilled fans by carrying out their plots in the ring, with blood, sweat, tears, and high-flying body slams for all.
Praise for George
"I thought I knew the sport of professional wrestling. Then I met George Schire! No one is more knowledgeable about the events and personalities that made professional wrestling what it is today."—Greg Gagne, former professional wrestler and titleholder
If you are a wrestling fan and more importantly, interested in wrestling history, this book is worth the read. If you are looking for a strongly written, truly well researched effort then you might want to look elsewhere.
Essentially, the author has taken excerpts from the programs of matches and wrestling magazines specific to the Minnesota territory and had put them down in a chronological order for the reader. Interesting enough, but not always accurate (not surprising, given the source of record). However even with this in mind, I was still reminded of some of the great wrestling that was part of the old AWA and the many fine performers who made their way through the region.
As many historical accounts cane be, the more recent performers got somewhat of a glossed over accounting. In this case it was the Road Warriors and not only was there not much on the Legion of Doom; they missed on the performer of their entrance theme. For the record Iron Man was the music performed by Black Sabbath, not Led Zepelin!