"Where are my angels, where's my golden one
And where is my hope now that my heroes have gone." - Jewel
This is a very special blog post today dedicated to one of my childhood heroes. The Ultimate Warrior, wrestling's thundering phenom, tragically passed away at the age of 54.
It was sudden and shocking. Days before he had just been inducted into the WWE Hall of Fame and he made an appearance on WWE Raw television with an interview that now seems eerily prophetic, as though somehow he knew he was going to die.
But Warrior (his legal name changed from his birth name Jim Hellwig) was a man who LIVED his life. Everything he did he did with passion and determination. Even after he left the wrestling ring he went on to inspire millions of people with is Warrior University, his messages on Youtube, and through other speaking engagements.
His return to WWE was a full circle event. Finally hardships were buried and he took his rightful place in the Hall of Fame as one of the greatest wrestlers of all time. It's almost as though that is what he was waiting for. That piece finally came to him and he was called home.
I feel bad for his wife and daughters and his mom as well. You could see the love they all shared went very deep, especially with his little girls. And this is what people forget when they mock a fallen wrestler. It had to be steroids or other drugs. So what? How many musicians or actors have died from drug overdoses. They don't get mocked, they have their work praised even though many of them were not nearly as philanthropic as some of the wrestlers have been.
Warrior certainly was a man who cared about other people. And he knew how to push you in a way that made you get off your ass. He was my favorite growing up watching the WWF. At a time when everyone cheered for Hulk Hogan, I liked the Warrior! He was the Batman to Hulk's Superman. The edgy, almost rockstar-like quality his character embodied was just super cool! And he used to cut a promo (interview) like nobody else.
The passing of the Warrior is a big hit. It means part of my childhood is over and that seems to be happening more and more lately. Yes, there comes a time to grow up but the memories are precious and eternal. Revisit your own memories and make some great new ones. Build a life you can be proud to look back on. As Warrior would say: "Do the Work!"
Tell me, who are some of your heroes...either now or in the past?