BY RORY KARPF for ESPN.COM
November 3, 2017 – I grew up a huge wrestling fan during the 1980s. I lived right outside Philadelphia. I used to beg my dad to take me to see the NWA. The WWF used to come to The Spectrum in Philadelphia, which wasn’t exactly a lap of luxury, but the Civic Center, where NWA ran shows, made The Spectrum look like a palace.
My dad took me one time to see Ric Flair — May 4, 1986. He was wrestling Ricky Morton for the NWA world heavyweight championship. I was a little kid, 8 years old. I kind of pushed and shoved my way down to the aisle as Flair was walking down to ring. I remember I held my four fingers up and gave him a loud, “Woooo!” He actually turned right at me and stared. I’ll never forget what he said…
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