|mick Mc Manus, who died last week at the age of 91|
The appeal of this blog entry, will, I am sure be limited to those Uk bloggers of a certain age. As a child growing up in the drab brown- ness off the 1970s, I think I will always remember 4pm on a Saturday afternoon.....for that was the time that itv's World Of Sport televised three bouts of " professional" wrestling.
Never staged but always rigged, the wrestling delighted a whole generation of working class grannies across the nation. Politeness flew out of the window, as knitting was put down, denture fixative was strengthened and the air turned blue as favourite blue eyed, slightly overweight boys were bounced, kicked and flattened into apparent unconsciousness by ugly middle aged men who looked like your dad.
Mick Mc Manus, Jackie Pallo, Kendo Nagasaki and Pat Roach, these were names that tripped off the tongue back then.....men that were as good at acting as they were at wrestling...... It was staple of British life forty years ago... Before the nanny tv bosses decided that the whole thing was too common for the ever growing sophistication of the general public....
Things were somehow simpler back then.
Yesterday was another country.....was it not?