Rowdy Memories – A late tribute to the late Piper
Rowdy Roddy Piper was a childhood favorite. Maybe it was his rebellious spirit, or his sharp tongue that captured my imagination. Piper always seemed to be at odds with the world, and for me, being one of the poor kids in a private school, I guess it was easy to identify with a man who cared little about what others thought of him.
As a boy, not many events came to my hometown, but it didn’t matter—the household budget didn’t allow for much entertainment. However, one of the few times we were able to go out, our dad took us to see one of the WWF road shows (un-televised). It was a good lineup of wrestlers, but there was only one I cared about seeing, and as you’ve already guessed, it was Piper. He was there, in our small town, and I was actually at the event! Back then, it seemed like the “real world” was a million miles away from where I grew up, but that evening, I was able to participate in something I’d only ever seen on television. It was amazing, and it’s a memory I’ve never forgotten–and to punctuate the experience, Piper won his match. Although Piper was victorious, at other times I had seen him fail, but he always fought on his own terms, and that’s the best any of us can hope to do.
I remember reading somewhere that Piper was once told, at the start of his career, he’d never make it as a professional wrestler. The funny thing is I had a similar experience when I was first working to get into banking (I’ve been a banker now for ten years). Perhaps people shouldn’t tell me or Piper what we “cant” do. Wow. Just thinking about that has me feeling a little rowdy—cue the bagpipes.