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Wrestling Reality: The Life and Mind of Chris Kanyon, Wrestling's Gay Superstar
Ryan Clark
Language: English
Pages: 312
ISBN: 1770410287
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
A rare glimpse not only into the life of a professional wrestler, but the life of a gay man in a straight world, this tragic memoir is told in Chris Kanyon’s own words, with the help of journalist Ryan Clark. One of the most popular wrestlers of the late 1990s, Kanyon kept his personal life private from his fans until finally revealing his biggest secret in 2004: he was gay. Going through the various roles that Kanyon played, both in the ring and out of it, as well as his battle with manic depression, this book explores the factors that led to his suicide in 2010. In his voice and the way he wanted it told, these are Kanyon’s last words about his experience rising through the ranks to the top of the professional wrestling world while keeping his sexuality hidden.
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me, forcing us to the hospital. But Raven was actually hurt. After a wild series of events, Page, Bam Bam Bigelow and I were matched up as tag partners to form the Jersey Triad, and at the 1999 Great American Bash in Baltimore, we defeated Benoit and Saturn for the WCW Tag Team title. Finally, I was a champion. I had a belt. It was like no other feeling I can describe. All I can say is it was another dream that came true. Things were going so well, they even made a rule that allowed
temptations. All of us are tempted by Satan. We cannot give in.” I nodded. “I believe you can change yourself with the power of prayer,” he said. “Pray to the Lord every night to help your soul. Pray to Him that you can overcome these temptations and continue to lead an honorable life by walking in His footsteps.” That was all I needed to hear. It was a catch- 22. Of course I wanted to change. But in my mind I’d already tried that — it didn’t work. I needed to accept who I was. Fuck
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sure I could do it either. So we decided to make the best of it. We would be the toughest, most ornery construction workers we could be. Knowing that I would soon be getting another raise (which would put me at about $30,000 in annual salary) I bought a Jeep. Page and I were leaving the Power Plant in the Jeep one day when we drove past a construction site. As I slowed down, we noticed the site seemed abandoned. It was late in the day, and it looked like everyone had gone home for the
hit Ray in the chest. I was supposed to kick him in the jaw. No matter. Ray hit the mat after the Super Kick and I covered him — one, two, three for the pin. We’d won the feud. The crowd roared. Afterward, I was a little upset I didn’t land the kick right into his jaw, but it was hard not to love what we’d just accomplished. We wrestled the perfect match — or at least as close to it as we could’ve come. “Hell yeah, man!” Ray said, high-fiving me. The five of us hugged and let the
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