My Dad And His Love/Hate Relationship With Wrestling

Sunday was Father’s Day, a day for which we pay tribute to the man that placed the seed inside our mothers, helping in creating our respective lives…

…unless your dad is a piece of shit. Then we don’t pay tribute to him, and carry on with life.

Anyhow, seeing as we’re in the aftermath of Daddy’s Day, I thought I would honor my dad:

Dwane Richard Iron.

My dad hates wrestling.

Or so he’d like you to believe.

Truth be told, I’m not really sure if my dad loves, or even likes wrestling. Quite frankly, sometimes I wonder if the guy even gets it– something which I’ll elaborate on shortly.

Some of my earliest memories of wrestling are watching it with my dad on Sunday mornings, during the WWF…