The entertainment provided by Verne Gagne's AWA wrestling organization was like watching an episode of "Zorro,'' and what super senior among us didn't love Zorro when he was dominating TV ratings for a time in the late '50s?
There were villains and misled authority figures having Zorro cornered every week, and yet he was too smart and skilled for those lunkheads to do him in — just like Verne.
Then came Vince McMahon in the early '80s to steal away the talent for the WWF (rebranded as WWE in 2002), and TV wrestling became a never-ending series of "Mad Max'' sequels.
I liked Mad Max, once, maybe twice, but not twice a week for decades. Too many decibels, too many explosions, too much unintelligible bellowing in interviews.
Phil Mackey, radio colleague and aficionado of updated forms of wrestling, gave me hope in a conversation Friday. He offered the information an organization called AEW (All Elite Wrestling) was becoming McMahon's first serious competitor since Ted Turner's WCW went under two decades ago.
Mackey's suggestion was AEW had a more "old school'' vibe than WWE's weekly telecasts, including veteran Jim Ross on the blow-by-blow. To check on this, I found an episode of AEW "Rampage,'' with CM Punk joining the organization seven years after his bitter falling out with McMahon and WWE.
Yes, Ross was on the telecast, but sitting next to him as the analyst was a guy in a plastic mask billed as "Excalibur." I don't want a masked man; I want a cohort in sunglasses and taking out his cigar to say in a marginally alarmed voice, "You heard it, ladies and gentlemen …'
Marty O'Neill, that was old school. And George Schire, foremost expert on our "Golden Age'' of wrestling, author of four books, is still old school.