Like many of you here on Bleacher Report, I grew up in the '80s and our wrestling idol (whether you're man enough to admit it or not) was Hulk Hogan.
In our childlike eyes the man could do no wrong.
He told us to pray, and we did.
He told us to take our vitamins. I never missed a dose of Flintstone Chewables.
This, of course, was before the internet and only the most hardcore of the hardcore fans knew of the personal lives of those men in the squared circle (I didn't even know Hulk Hogan wasn't his real name until I was in high school).
Fast forward to the mid-'90s and...
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