I was a preliminary wrestler (or jobber) in the WWF. I joined the business after I left Shoulderblade, Kentucky for the Grand Ole Opry. To make a long story longer, I got ripped off and after I whooped a couple of those boys rumps I landed in jail where I met another boy who wrestled down there. He trained me and seven years later I was in the WWF. I only won two matches and lost thousands more, but hell it paid my bills, and put a whole lot of pot pies on the table.