On the way home from Austin via Southwest Airlines, Terry Funk, the former professional wrestler, got on our plane in Dallas. I recognized him immediately. He’s in his early 60’s but still looks like he could probably whip about 90% of the population. He had on a cool t-shirt that had an outline image of a wrestler falling to the mat with the caption “I do my own stunts” underneath. He had a Texas flag-motifed hat with the caption “Funkster” on the front. My wife and I were waiting in line for the flight when he walked up to the counter … or I should say hobbled up. Wrestling has definitely taken a big toll on this man’s body. We got on the plane ahead of him. As he was walking down the aisle I reached out, tapped his bag, and complimented him on how I enjoyed watching him wrestle in the past. Terry Funk was more or less responsible for taking the “bad boy” concept to the next level and blazed a trail for all of the current professional wrestlers on the circuit. He stopped and very pleasantly thanked me and asked us where we were going and then continued on down to his seat. I was glad I said something to him.
