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01-21-2003, 10:39 AM
LOOKING AT THE LOSS OF A LEGEND
by Jim Hall 1/21/2003 9:17:00 AM
The Loss of a Legend – A Viewer’s Perspective
At least it seemed to be an appropriate place. I was standing in an entrance tunnel, between the locker room and a wrestling ring when Scott D’Amore gave me the news. Ed Farhat, the Sheik had passed away earlier on that Saturday. There is so much I want to say about the Sheik, but even two days after learning of his passing, I still cannot put my feelings into words.
I, like most boys in Michigan, grew up on Big Time Wrestling (usually from Cobo Hall). From the mid-50’s until 1980 Big Time Wrestling was a fixture of every Saturday. Big Time Wrestling was where generations of little brother learned that the figure-four leg lock really does hurt. It was where generations of big brothers learned that Mom will get mad if you ask for a fork to use on your little brother. It was where I learned that a black man could be a hero as I cheered my little lungs out week after week for Bobo Brazil.
The wrestling on Big Time wrestling may not hold up in today’s day and age – but for us it was everything. The Sheik understood that the magic of the business comes not from top-rope maneuvers, amazing acrobatics or unbelievable physiques. It comes from touching human hearts and minds. And the Sheik understood how to do that in a way that few others did.
I never had the opportunity to meet Ed Farhat, but I have had the good fortune to know and work with his son Ed Farhat Jr. Ed Jr. is the primary force behind Michigan’s biggest Indie promotion, the All-World Wrestling League. Ed Jr. alone is legacy enough for any man to leave behind, but the Sheik left us with so much more.
When I spoke with Ed Jr. on Sunday, shared with him a recent experience that I had. As I was trying to promote Indie wrestling in West Michigan, I found myself having a hard time explaining to people what I was talking about. I was loathe to use the phrase “sports entertainment,” which I doubt would have been successful any way. Only a few understood what I meant when I said “professional wrestling.” But everybody responded positively, and the light bulbs came on whenever I said “Big Time Wrestling.” At least in the Great Lakes State, Big Time Wrestling is alive and well in the hearts and minds of all the fans that the Sheik touched over all of those years.
The Sheik may be gone, but he lives on in the hearts and minds of millions of fans.
by Jim Hall 1/21/2003 9:17:00 AM
The Loss of a Legend – A Viewer’s Perspective
At least it seemed to be an appropriate place. I was standing in an entrance tunnel, between the locker room and a wrestling ring when Scott D’Amore gave me the news. Ed Farhat, the Sheik had passed away earlier on that Saturday. There is so much I want to say about the Sheik, but even two days after learning of his passing, I still cannot put my feelings into words.
I, like most boys in Michigan, grew up on Big Time Wrestling (usually from Cobo Hall). From the mid-50’s until 1980 Big Time Wrestling was a fixture of every Saturday. Big Time Wrestling was where generations of little brother learned that the figure-four leg lock really does hurt. It was where generations of big brothers learned that Mom will get mad if you ask for a fork to use on your little brother. It was where I learned that a black man could be a hero as I cheered my little lungs out week after week for Bobo Brazil.
The wrestling on Big Time wrestling may not hold up in today’s day and age – but for us it was everything. The Sheik understood that the magic of the business comes not from top-rope maneuvers, amazing acrobatics or unbelievable physiques. It comes from touching human hearts and minds. And the Sheik understood how to do that in a way that few others did.
I never had the opportunity to meet Ed Farhat, but I have had the good fortune to know and work with his son Ed Farhat Jr. Ed Jr. is the primary force behind Michigan’s biggest Indie promotion, the All-World Wrestling League. Ed Jr. alone is legacy enough for any man to leave behind, but the Sheik left us with so much more.
When I spoke with Ed Jr. on Sunday, shared with him a recent experience that I had. As I was trying to promote Indie wrestling in West Michigan, I found myself having a hard time explaining to people what I was talking about. I was loathe to use the phrase “sports entertainment,” which I doubt would have been successful any way. Only a few understood what I meant when I said “professional wrestling.” But everybody responded positively, and the light bulbs came on whenever I said “Big Time Wrestling.” At least in the Great Lakes State, Big Time Wrestling is alive and well in the hearts and minds of all the fans that the Sheik touched over all of those years.
The Sheik may be gone, but he lives on in the hearts and minds of millions of fans.