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I call roids.

Does anyone watch WWE/WWF/RAW or whatever other ones they have anymore?

Dude, this affects me tremendously, because Eddie Guerrero was not only my favorite wrestler, he was a person I looked up to and respected greatly. Might sound silly because he was "just a wrestler," but it was more than that to me.

He battled severe drug and alchohol addiction and made it through to become a WWE champion, and he really was a truly nice person, very humble and compassionate. Lots of wrestlers are turn out to be pricks in real life, but Eddie was very grounded. He had a passion for wrestling and for life that few will ever equal.

I will ask that no one makes any stupid wisecracks and jokes about Eddie, especially in this thread, out of respect. And in this case, I'm willing to abuse my admin powers a bit and ban you if you show disrespect by saying something like "he deserved it" or something else offensive. You might think it's stupid for me to get so worked up over a wrestler, but think of it this way. What if it was like your favorite singer or sports player? To each his own, basically.

Eddie was taken from the world at far too young an age. He was only 38 years old, and he's got three daughers, aged 14, 9, and 3, who will never see their father come home again.

As to the cause of death... maybe roids, but more than likely, it was just the fact that all that crap he used to take before he totally cleaned up his act (he'd been sober for four years) did some irreparable damage.

And yes, I'm a pretty big wrestling fan. I always have been.

Here's a sort of eulogy I wrote from another site.




On November 13, 2005, WWE wrestler Eddie Guerrero was found dead in his Minneapolis hotel room. His sudden passing especially comes as a shock because only an hour before, he had seemed absolutely fine as he had breakfast with his nephew and fellow pro wrestler, Chavo Guerrero.

This is my personal eulogy. It may not mean much in the grand scheme of things, but it's what I can do.


'No, no, not this. This can't be true. This can't be right. No.'

It hit me immediately. The full brunt of the meaning, tragedy, and historical significance of this moment hit me like vicious haymaker straight into my gut. That sinking pit in my stomach, that feeling of absolute forlorne despair, focused in the deepest part of my body, that feeling which I had rarely ever felt. That was what anchored me down as I tried to process this information. As silly as it might sound, I hadn't felt this feeling of absolute shock and sadness since the Twin Towers came tumbling down in New York, four years ago.

My favorite wrestler in the world, my favorite wrestler ever, was dead. Taken from us in the blink of an eye... or in this case, the sweep of one toothbrush. One moment he was in the prime of his life, full of vigor and vitality. And the next moment, he is looking down upon us all with the same vitality, only one lifetime removed, swept among the ethereal glow of the angels who have greeted him.

This is something I will never forget. "Where were you when you found out Eddie Guerrero died?" I was in my USC apartment. Nothing special. But that doesn't lessen the memory, or the pain.

How can someone I've never met affect me like so? Some might think this to be silly. "He was only a wrestler." Indeed, it's not like he was the President of the United States, or even a mainstream celebrity. "He competed in something scripted... dare I say, fake." And indeed, professional wrestling is not looked at as a most respectable sport by mainstream society. "You're being silly, getting so worked up for a wrestler."

No I'm not.

Eddie was not only a great wrestler, he was a great MAN. He was by no means perfect. Certainly, in his youth, his addiction to drugs and alchohol led to the spiral that nearly resulted in his death. He led a life of vice and abuse. He was not an angel for his entire life.

And yet, he found redemption. He found resolution. He found... himself. As admirable as a saint may be, a person who has sunken to the lowest depths of immorality and returned to genuinely gain penance and truly change himself for the better may be even more admirable. And that was Eddie.

Four years. He had been sober for just a little over four years. And in that four years, he had established a tremendous comeback, going from losing his job and nearly his family to being the greatest champion in the greatest federation of his sport. To fullfilling his lifelong dream. And in four years, he might very well have been on his way to a second tour of duty at the top.

Eddie was a true five star wrestler. He could work any match with any man and make it look like a million bucks. He could fly with the luchadores, tackle the grapplers, weave the underdog story against the hosses, work the mic like no other, and entrap you with his charisma. He was an beloved babyface character. He was a despicable heel character. He was a consumate ace in every aspect of wrestling.

But even the greatest wrestlers have their demons, and what is most remarkable, above all else, was that he was able to overcome them. That will gain my respect anyday. He recognized his vices. He defeated them. He became a living success story to any person battling addiction.

And now his death will become a testimony both to the ravages of addiction and the triumph of overcoming them. After all, in the short four years that he was sober, he was able to accomplish so much. So indellibly much.

Though this is personal speculation, the coroner will probably find the result to be heart failure as a result of a combination of past damage from drugs and alcohol and from possible steroid use. And that's a shame, but perhaps we can learn from this, if it indeed is the issue.

But this isn't about drugs. Or alcohol. Or any number of bad things he might have done. This is about Eddie. A human being who fell from glory but was able to climb back. He was a precocious boy and a great man, an example of how to conduct oneself both as a wrestler and as a person.

I will remember him, not for his vices, but for his victory over his vices. I will remember him for his amazing matches. His priceless promos. His colorful persona. His love and devotion to his family. His quiet, honorable nature. His passion for life.

My heart goes out to his wife, Vickie, as well as his three daughters, Shaul, Sherylin, and Katie Marie, and his mother. No parent should have to outlive his or her child. My sympathies to the Guerrero family, and to Eddie's friends.

The wrestling world has lost a shining star, a legend, and a great man.

Rest in Peace Eddie Guerrero
1967 ~ 2005

Didn't mean to offend you in his death, Corky, if that was the case. Just don't really hear/see anything about that stuff anymore it seems.

So...oh, you already did that.

....

I hate death.

Nah, no one's said anything disrespectful yet. I was just cutting the head off the snake before it had a chance to strike. It's just that knowing some of the people here, we were bound to get comments like that sooner or later, and in this particular case, simply because it affects me and I'm admin, I'm calling abuse of power (sort of) and telling people not to try anything, because I'm not taking it.

So yeah, just to make that clear, no one's said anything bad thusfar. Even Jelly comment, while perhaps innappropriate to wrestling fans who know more, was ok because it's what any other nonfan would probably say.

That and I concede there's a chance that roids might have contributed to Eddie's death too, since he's been jacked over the past two years or so at least.

Yeah, this is very sad. Eddie was truly an awesome wrestler and had the spark and flash that only a select few in the WWE have. Plus the way he went from a life of drugs to a pro wrestler in the WWE is just insperational and adds to him so much. This is a very sad day for the world.

RIP Eddie Guerrero-1967-2005. We will miss you.

I just cant believe he died so suddenly it just goes to show how quickly life can be takin away.

^ It's sad how many people under estimate that.

I just cant believe he died so suddenly it just goes to show how quickly life can be takin away.

For real. You guys remember Darryl Kyle a few years back, from the Cardinals?

It's really a sad thing to see someone go so suddenly.

For real.  You guys remember Darryl Kyle a few years back, from the Cardinals?

It's really a sad thing to see someone go so suddenly.

Did they ever figure out why he died?
I remember hearing something about marijuana, but that doesn't kill you. Well it could, but you'd have to smoke more than is actually possible to smoke at one time.

i don't remember very well, but i think it was heart related.

anyways, i don't want to take away from the eddie mourning, so ignore what i've said.

Edited by penguinBOB, 13 November 2005 - 10:00 PM.

...1...2...3......R...I...P...

Kyle died from an enlarged heart or something like that, I believe. It was a pre-existing condition that no one ever knew about.

Tomorrow night's RAW and Friday night's SmackDOWN will both be tribute shows to Eddie. They actually taped both shows tonight as one big four hour long "Supershow," so they'll be like two halves.

I'm definitely taping RAW tomorrow night, not to mention SD.

That's about a mile from my house.

Hmmm, maybe I killed him...

Woah, I'm quite shocked.

I was going to ask you to change my member title, but you already did cork.

Edited by Marshy, 14 November 2005 - 05:18 AM.

Yeah. Given what happened, I immediately realized that it would have been unintentionally disrespectful.

Plus, he had turned face again a few weeks ago.