Skin and Spandex

[chase_acow]

The year was 1996, yours truly was but a girl in Junior High, and had but one love. Shawn Michaels, the Heartbreak Kid. Yes, go ahead and laugh. Really, you should. I had magazines, a cardboard cutout, a jacket and an autographed picture, so I deserve it. But there was so much skin and spandex!

Still, I can’t help but think that my fascination with wrestling in general and him in particular helped ease my transition from normality to fandom. The story lines were dramatic and over the top, frequently revolving around the betrayal and brotherhood of a bunch of muscle bound men who constantly touched, hugged, and rolled around on each other. Oh, and some times they wrestled.

I wrote my first fan fic involving Shawn and another wrestler called Sting. Of course I didn’t know what I was doing and it was a horrible Mary Sue travesty where they fought over me. Also, there were wolf cubs, because back then, there were always wolf cubs. But that is a story for another day, a cold day – in hell.

You see, he danced, well really it was more of a strip tease.






And he had a lot of fun outfits, most likely, it was the chaps that got me.






He’s naked a lot.



He even did an issue of playgirl that I made my best friend’s mom buy me.






Also, a motorcycle, kinda:




He has this best friend and they do a lot together including getting naked looking like dorks, and posing.







Of course, it wasn’t all giggles and sunshine, I did go through an enforced period of severe Canada-hate.




He had a great piece of entrance music: Sexy Boy Song link

Lyrics

I think I'm cute.
I know I'm sexy.
I've got the looks,
That drive the girls wild
I've got the moves, that really move 'em.
I send chills up.
Up and down their spines.

I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy

I make 'em hot.
I make 'em shiver.
Their knees get weak,
Whenever I'm around.
They see me walk,
They hear me talk,
I make 'em feel,
Like they're on cloud nine

I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy

Eat your heart out girls
Hands off the merchandise

Comments

[killerweasel.livejournal.com]

eeeeeee! HBK!

\o/

He was one of the few reasons I would watch wrestling with my brothers.

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

I know!

He was definitely the reason I started watching wrestling back in the day. I had this denim jacket with a screen printing of him on the back, that I wore everywhere regardless of temperature or occasion.

[droolfangrrl.livejournal.com]

uuuuuuh....

Dayum! I, this, you....

*spoing goes the main brain spring.*

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

*spoing*

I couldn't help myself, I've been meaning to start back up cataloging my crushes through the years. Mmmm, HBK....

[droolfangrrl.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to say, that it's not that I find him really attractive, it's that I find these shots of him to look so much like gay porn.

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

That's legitimate. He's always pinged my family's gaydar, though apparently he's married with a kid. Who knows?

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

*dances you round and round*

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

Whee! ... oh, I shouldn't have had so much Dr. Pepper first...

Yay, I'm glad I entertained you! I loved HBK so much, looking for pictures reminded me of all the insanity of wrestling back when it wasn't quite what it is now.

: )

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

My mom loved your post. I shared it with her. She's a Triple H fan. :)

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

That's so cool! My mom hated everything associated with wrestling. She did go with me when I won a trip through an art contest at school, though. She was a trooper.

: )

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

I have fond memories of wrestling from my childhood. Every Saturday night, my mom, my dad and I would go over to my grandma's house to eat ice cream and watch the matches and the drama on her tv (we didn't have a television until later). It was a neat little thing we did as a family, one of the few things that wasn't related to church or something weird.

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

That's cool. We did something like that with a shut-in uncle. He just loved having us all over.

wasn't related to church or something weird.

In my experience as a Baptist brat, these two are almost mutually exclusive. : )

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

Hee! Well, totally, me too. *also (recovering) Baptist*

[01100100.livejournal.com]

lol

Sorry to barge in, but I had to. Years ago I was addicted to wrestling because of this guy. For me it was the Razor Ramone/Shawn Michael antagonism with Diesal in the background that did it. I still have the videotapes *g*

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

I love it when people barge in! He was the only reason I started watching wrestling, I remember that before I found him, I was outraged that there was nothing good on to watch Monday nights.

My roomie won't let me have my HBK tribute video in the living room, where people might actually see it. : ) I don't really blame her much...

[thothscribe81.livejournal.com]

OMG no freakin way - I wasn't the only one with a massive crush on HBK?? I think my friend and I were in love with him for a few years. We even knew this guy who worked for my dad that we thought of as mini HBK because he looked like he could be his younger brother (yes we had a crush on him too...) I still can't believe that he is STILL wrestling, I still turn it on every now and then just to see him and bring back the memories *g* It was him and Bret Hart that I had crushes on :)

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

Not the only one by a long shot! I dragged my friends kicking and screaming into my wrestling obsession, now I'll hardly admit to it in RL. I could have met him at one point, but I was too scared out of my mind to go backstage of the event.

Me too, I can't believe he's still going after it, and that he hasn't changed hardly at all. In preparing for this post, I surfed youtube for a good long time, and giggled like a mad fiend. : )

It's amazing the things you learn about people, huh?

[bugchicklv.livejournal.com]

BWAH!

I don't think I've mentioned the little known fact that I used to work out at Sting and Lex's gym in Atlanta, and both of them have spotted me (and Lex worked up a program to help me lose a lot of weight). Not too many people knew that they would be there at 5 am so it was cool; of course, it was the only time I had to work out and I usually looked awful.

FYI: Lex is sweet, Steve (Sting) is an ass.

After I found that out, my loyalties switched (even before he went all Crow-ripoff) and for a long while I had a thing for Kevin "Big Sexy" Nash. Ok, I still do. But my girlparts really REALLY like Jon Cena now.

[xanphibian.livejournal.com]

But my girlparts really REALLY like Jon Cena now.

IAWTC!

I even have a Jon Cena shirt. meep! did I just admit to that in public?

[chase-acow.livejournal.com]

That sounds really fun! I loved Lex too! I almost, almost would have slashed him and Sting, if I knew what slash had been. I was, maybe a freshman in high school when Sting decided to become a mime. I tried to do Emo too, but it just didn't work out for me.

My dad bought some sort of video that Sting did, it went through all his problems and ended with him becoming a Christian and trying to turn his life around. It was trippy. Srsly.

I loved Nash too! He was awesome. And I loved The Rock, he was hilarious. He's actually making a decent go of it in the movies too, I've enjoyed all of them.

[bugchicklv.livejournal.com]

Hee! If you'd seen them horsing around at the gym, you'd have TOTALLY slashed them. Srsly, it would have written itself.

I only wish I'd kept at it because they suggested I'd be great as a Glorius Lady Of Wrestling (GLOW) Hee! *Suplex* *Piledriver* *DDT*

Sting = MIME! *guffaw* See, I thought I was being clever with my "Crow Rip-Off" comment, but yours is clearly made of win.

*pout* I never got to try Emo. That phase came along too late. Was a very early goth (white face, red lips, black hair and nails); a punk (spiked my hair straight up with SUGAR solution); a geek (ok, that look is natural); a prep (Izod golf shirt, shoulder-draped sweater, Dockers); a hick (snake-skin boots, Stetson); and an anarchist (that one only required wearing a Corrosion of Conformity T-shirt and some jack-boots). I think I hit all the major cliques at some point in HS. And subsequently knew almost every single one of the people in my graduating class. Of 565.

*Is grateful I missed the Born-Again-Steve* Even if he was an ass. (Co-owned the gym; had keys to everything; decided to sneak in the tanning booth one day when I was laid out, nekkid. *ASS* Yeah, he SAYS it was an accident, but HELLO? LOCKED! BED ON!)

Ah, Big Sexy. How I love thee. And, surprisingly, yeah. Dwayne really is a decent actor (and hot. That always helps). I mean, considering he came from pro-wrestling, he has to be somewhat talented (I'm sorry; I didn't mean to imply that PW is actually staged entertainment! OH NOEZ! It's real!!!! *wink*)