Killer Kowalski

And so I slowly begin to realize that I’m in the throes of a dream. I’m in a bus station being introduced to an elderly gentleman that I recognize as Killer Kowalski. I’m gushing over the chance meeting of a true wrestling legend. I’m shaking his hand and telling him it’s an honor. I remember childhood fearing his iron claw and cheering for Bruno Sammartino to whip him. No longer a mark, I’m thrilled to meet him. He is gracious in acknowledging him. I feel that bragging rights will be in order. Killer Kowalski pass out under iron claw bad guys sometimes win