When I die, will people remember my shining moments or my many flaws?
Before his death, a week before, I went on a famous 30-minute live rant on Hogan. People can not dismiss his importance to pop culture. He was a hero, but he was also a racist, selfish liar who cheated on his wives. I am torn on how I feel about the man, or the hero and myth.
As an outcast, geeky child, Hulk Hogan was my hero. Hogan was up there with Duke, Prime, Captain Kirk, and Picard. Hogan was the golden guy who stood up to the bad guys. Hogan was the man, and he was in everything from TV shows to commercials. He was everywhere.
I remember watching the Andre the Giant match. I remember every moment. My family watched it on a closed-circuit TV at the Louisville Gardens. Hogan was my hero in the '80s, plain and simple. When the 90s happened, he completely shifted gears. Hulk, our 80s hero, turned heel. Meaning, Hulk Hogan became a bad guy.
As I grew older and wiser, I developed a dislike for Hulk Hogan. The more I heard about his shitty antics, the more I came to despise him. In reality, I was known as the Hogan hater, and it is true. I hated Hogan.
Then, there was the racist rant he went on about his daughter banging a brother. Dude, why are you bringing this boomer racist shit into the mix? Did reveal happened during a post sex moment with another man’s wife. Yes, he banged his best friend’s wife with his permission. I guess after bumping uglies, he wants to let out his boomer racism.
Did I mention he cheated on his wife with his daughter’s friend? Yep, that happened.
Hogan could have been half the man his wrestling character was. I would have respected him in the 2000s. He played a real heel in real life.
I will leave you with one of my favorite moments from Hulk Hogan, his cameo in Gerlims 2.
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