David Flair:The Real Little Naitch

I have previously written about meeting Ric Flair, arguably the greatest wrestler of his era.  Meeting Ric was like meeting Babe Ruth, well maybe more like meeting Mickey Mantle, but you get the picture.

Ric's oldest son David followed him into the squared circle.  While David has experienced some success, he does not appear to be on the same path to greatness as his father.  So maybe I should have gone with a Pete Rose analogy.

Anyway, I met David in 2001 at the Pillman Memorial Event in Cincinnati (OH).  David had finished his match and was heading out of the dressing room probably heading for an exit.  I ran into him and asked for a photo.  I have to admit, I was a bit embarrassed.  Every other fan was of the female gender, but I asked anyway.  He was pretty cool and we even joked about it.

Within reason, I try not to let things like that stop me.  Long after the specifics of the situation are forgotten, the picture remains.  Now I have Ric's picture, too
Maybe eventually I will meet Reid Flair, Ric's other son.  It's too soon to see what Reid's wrestling future holds.  For the sake of this piece, that's fine, because I'd have to change the Pete Rose analogy.

 

David Flair and me in Cincinnati, OH-May 2001.