He's from my original home state and he does support a lot of good legislation, but the bottom line in my opinion is that he's always been and still is just a spoiled kid who gets whatever he wants, accepts no repsonsibility, and got away with murder.

Glad you made that point about Chappaquidick. It sounds better coming from you.

Be glad you DIDNT!

Thanks for the great Roderick story. I only met him briefly, and didn't get to know him as intimately as you did.

I noticed your pic with Roderick and it reminded me of a previous encounter.

It was the summer of '75 and I was a Senior to be in HS and was attending Roderick's Camp. He had a standing offer that anyone that could take him down would get his money back. While I was pretty full of myself back then I had also had two of his ex-wrestlers, Ronnie Thrasher and Doug Campbell, as previous coaches at my school, so I knew better than to try.

One day at the camp I was walking across the mat, lookin' down, mindin' my own damn business, and all of a sudden these two pidgeon-toed feet step directly into my path. I look up and its the old fart HIMSELF... with this sadistic lookin grin on his face kind of expecting me to wrestle him or something....

Well like a fool I took the bait and very quickly found myself underneath the Great Roderick which in no way impinged on my ego mind you, but what followed made me wish I had been born a she!

You see, as Mr. Roderick was on top of me, effortlessly defending my meager attempts at escape, he asked if I had ever been shown "The Rotator". Knowing Mr. Roderick's encyclopedic knowlege of our sport and wishing to add to my own limited repertoire, I foolishly asked, "Can you show me?"

Big mistake! (not that he wouldnt have show me anyway if I had replied differently)

Riding me with one arm, he reached down between my thighs and tightly grabbed hold of "The Boys" and began to ROTATE them! Hence the term "rotator".