Vintage Scott Hall

[Hoss]

Over at Virgilbag News, Video and Gossip - Deadspin they have a lot of cool stories from regular people about running into wrestlers in public. There's a lot of stories there and it's worth your time. Here's one from this week:


JT:

When I was 15 I moved down to the town of Oviedo, FL. My cousin had hooked me up with my first job: working at a sports apparel store at the local mall. After school I walked over for my first day of work and being that this is Florida, I sat down and waited for my shift to start and for my swampass to die down a bit. As I wait, I see a large man with black hair approaching with his two kids. As he gets closer I realize HOLY shyt, ITS SCOTT HALL. He seriously is wearing an NWO shirt with a toothpick in his mouth. As I nervously sip my Orange Julius, I gather the balls to let out a wimpy "Hey, Yo!" Scott Hall stops, turns, and does the double armed point at you thing that he did with Kevin Nash, directly at me. Turns out, its 4pm, he is at the mall with his kids and he's SH*THOUSED. He would come in the store multiple times, each time hammered, and it was incredibly sad/awesome.

Fast forward to next halloween. I stayed home but some of my non-wrestling fan friends went out doin that "I'm 16 But Trick Or Treating Ironically" thing. They tell me they rann into a wrestler who let them tag along with his kids and figured I knew of him. I asked if he was drinking heavily while they trick or treated. They said yep, had a case under his arm the whole time. With his children. At 7pm on a Wednesday. Scott Hall, ladies and gents.

 

[NkrumahWasRight Is Wrong]

damn my dude hall is truly a legend

i think he realized that he brought more joy to the community if he stayed kayfabe and entertained them, but needed the alc and other drugs to rationalize the losing of his true identity. idk, no use in speculating really, but its a sad story.

 

[havoc00]

dope story

 

[Kid Kash]

I was working as a PA on the first season of the boxing reality show "The Contender" in the summer of 2004 in Los Angeles. Since the show featured Sly Stallone and Sugar Ray Leonard, many Hollywood stars they were friendly with were invited to the tapings of our live "fight nights". The guest list ranged from major A-listers to C listers at best since word got around town that the fights were exciting to watch. I had the pleasure of working the VIP entrance for our fights making sure these people were on our list and that they signed non-disclosure agreements since the fights and their results were aired months later.

One night, a group of guys came in and I immediately noticed one in particular, Goldberg. After signing them in through the entrance that led to our production office (which was separated by a set of double doors from the fight arena), Goldberg asked me where the bathroom was. I told him that the bathroom was in the fight arena, one that everyone from our staff used, including Sly, Ray and other executives. Goldberg told me "I'm not going to the bathroom out there where all those people are". At this point, the arena that was so small had just a handful of people in it. Trying to be outgoing and accomodatiing to a VIP guest such as him and being a fan of him in my college days, I told him I'd walk with him to the men's room in the arena and I would stand outside the door to make sure he went to the bathrooom in privacy without anyone walking in. He again said no to my idea, to that point I just gave up and said "OK". I remember thinking, "What an a$$hole..."

I've read many positive stories aboout Goldberg, but for a guy that could kick anyone's ass in that building and who wore tights in front of millions, I couldn't get over how insecure he was. Even though his wrestling career did not last long after that, I could never see him again on TV without cursing him out.

Goldberg probably was scared the guy would've knocked on the door "goldberg, you ready?"

 

[NovaKane]

They tell me they rann into a wrestler who let them tag along with his kids and figured I knew of him. I asked if he was drinking heavily while they trick or treated. They said yep, had a case under his arm the whole time. With his children. At 7pm on a Wednesday. Scott Hall, ladies and gents.

Sad, but hilarious at the same time

 

[jackswstd]

I fukkin love these stories.

 

[Sire366]

I used to live in Tampa in the late 90s, so running into some of the pro wrestlers wasn't too uncommon. One night my wife and I went to a Japanese steakhouse in Clearwater, and a couple of tables over were "Macho Man" Randy Savage, his brother, "Leaping" Lanny Poffo, and Hulk Hogan. I was never really into the wrestling scene, so it was more of a, "Huh, look at that" moment than a "I gotta go say something to them" deal.

After a sake or two, I felt the need to visit the men's room. As I'm at the urinal, in walks Hulk and takes the one right next to me! I've never been one to pass up a moment like this and bolstered by the liquid courage from earlier, I looked him in the eye, then looked down at him and said, "Hey Hulkster, is that all ya got?" He just sneered at me and said, "This is all my lady can handle." After a quick nod, I got the hell out of there.

When I returned to the table, I looked over and saw Hulk, Macho Man and Leaping Lanny pointing over in our general direction. I thought for sure I was in for an ass-kicking. Turns out, he was telling the restaurant manager to put our meal on his tab.

Where's the hogan alias to defend this

 

[Berniewood Hogan]

HOLLYWOOD HAS THREE PYTHONS, BROTHER!

 

[nomoreneveragain]

As wrestlers started to pour into the arena to prepare for Raw that night we had to keep buzzing them into the locked door one-by-one. It was completely monotonous, but we got to see everyone come in (Austin, 'Taker, Trish Stratus, Lita, etc.). At one point I had my back turned to the glass as someone came in. I heard them angrily trying to open the locked door so I quickly turned around to let them in. It was The Rock. When I turned around I completely froze and just stared at him. I was, and still am, a huge Rock fan. Seeing me just stare at him he says, totally in character, "Open the damn door and let the Rock in the building you jabroni." I must have hit the button 27 times in 5 seconds trying to let him in. He just stared at me and other people in the office the entire time and, even after entering the building, stared at us until he was out of sight.

Five minutes later I heard someone pounding on the office door (which was also locked) and it's The Rock. I really thought I was going to throw-up. When I opened the door he was just starting at us. He stood there for a few seconds...then completely broke character and started laughing. I was a little confused and still didn't know whether he was going to punch me or not. Turns out he was just screwing with us; he was by far the nicest celebrity I ever met while at that job. He talked to all of us for about 20 minutes, asked us what our majors were, etc., etc. He even told us who was cool to ask for autographs and who to not even make eye contact with (anyone with the last name of McMahon).

All of these are great

We went to go and see Rowdy Roddy Piper at a book signing. The entire time my friend was talking about how he was going to try and get Roddy to give him a chop to the chest. When the time came he asked Roddy, who said that he wouldn't do it. He did however offer up the consolation prize of being put in a sleeper hold. So he goes to put my friend in a sleeper hold, and this was no show sleeper hold, he legitimately started choking him for a couple of seconds. After it was done, he checked to see if my friend was OK, to which my friend said that he "was seeing stars." Roddy then told him "See, you don't have to do drugs anymore. Next time you wanna get high I'll just put you in a sleeper hold." Seriously one of the most awesome moments ever.

 

[Gang$tarr]

Scott bout that life



4 lyfe

 

[Nintendough]

Scott Hall

 

[Reality Check]

The Virgil ones to wrap up that column are hilarious.

Around 1998, maybe 1999, WCW had Nitro had the Centrum in Worcester. So again, I had my dad take me and my brother to get autographs from these superstars before. As my dad is driving us behind the Centrum, who do I see in an NWO shirt? Why this black man was Vincent! AKA Virgil. My brother and I, excitedly explain to my dad that this guy used to be the Million Dollar Man's slave! My father rolls down his window, and yells at the top of his lungs – ‘VINCENT!!!!' – to which Vincent gives a half-hearted wave. Without skipping a beat, my father continues – ‘YOU SUCK!!!'. Vincent puts his head down, adjusts his fanny pack, and walks into the Centrum.

This past spring, I went to a Comic Book show in Calgary. I always wear a New York Yankees hat, and I take alot of flack for it, and that Saturday morning I heard "Hey Yankees!"

I look over to my right... And there, behind a table, sat Virgil. I was BLOWN AWAY! Virgil was talking to me! Holy crap! I begin to walk over thinking "Holy crap, Virgil wants to talk to me". As soon as I get to his table, without skipping a beat, Virgil puts the "Money Dollar Belt" on my arm, and shouts at my brother, "Yo homie, take a picture!" My brother snaps a picture of this, and then, without hesitation, Virgil grabs an 8 x 10, and signs it for me, and then says "50 dollars little homie". I had no desire to pay the man 50 bucks. I got hustled BIG TIME by Virgil.

At the time, I was upset, then I realized... "This guy is at a Comic Expo on a Saturday morning charging 50 bucks for a picture and an autograph... I think he needs it more than me".

I paid the man, and it was awkward when I walked past him for the rest of the weekend.

At these things, you can tell who they expect to be the biggest draws and the further down the row you go, the less popular the "special guests" are; all while the crowds thin out. It got to the point where it was eventually just my family and a couple of drifters from the nearby nacho stand walking around. To the right of us was Virgil. I vaguely remembered the name from my youth but my dad reassured my I knew who he was. My dad was all about just saying "hello" to these people, getting a handshake and snapping a picture of them and this one was no different. "Hey, how's Ted doing!?" "Oh he's great. Would you like a signed picture?" At this point, my dad glances at the board that has all the prices on it. I'll never forget his reply and the face he made that was just so full of such disinterest. "Nah, I'm good, we're going to get some cheesesteaks instead." Oh, and then he snapped a picture right after saying that.