RIP Josip Nikolai Peruzovic, 70, better known as Nikolai Volkoff, wrestling villain who before each of his matches sang the Soviet anthem to rile up fans. He also worked under other monikers: Bepo Mongol, Boris Breznikoff, and Executioner #3. He was listed at six-five and more than 300 pounds. In truth, he was born in Croatia of mixed heritage, according to his page at Wiki. He emigrated to Canada in 1970 and trained under the famed Stu Hart, Brett's dad. He became an American citizen and married. He and the Iron Sheik were the tag team champs in 1985, managed by the legendary Classie Freddie Blassie. In his wacky bio
Listen, You Pencil Neck Geeks, the Hollywood Fashion Plate speaks warmly of his charge and credits him with helping reconnect with a daughter from whom he had been estranged for many years. He also says that while other wrestlers hung out in bars, Volkoff would stay in his hotel room and cook his own dinner on a hot plate he carried with him on the road. He was saving to send his kids to college. He also wrestled in main event singles matches against all-time greats such as Bruno Sammartino, Hulk Hogan and Bob Backlund, always coming out on the short end. And he worked in another tag team - The Bolsheviks. Late in his career, he did as many wrestlers do at some point, a complete about face, this time waving the American flag and extolling the nation's virtues. In 2006 he ran unsuccessfully in the Maryland Republican Primary for State Delegate in District 7. He supported Donald Trump's 2016 presidential run. Well done, sir. Thank you.
From
Yahoo's Odd News: This dog, Sombra, has helped detect more than 2000 kilos of cocaine hidden in suitcases, boats and large shipments of fruit in Colombia. The Gulf Clan, a cartel that boasts its own guerrilla army, has offered a reward of $7000 to whoever kills or captures the dog. Long live Sombra!
I couldn't get the car close to my usual nook. Rather than haul the crates back and forth over a considerable distance, I opted for a spot at the Sheepshead Bay promenade, where I was able to set up the display right beside the old Hyundai. The cloud cover eliminated any chance of baking. Here's today's object of much attention, parked directly in front of me. Many took pictures and had their kids pose beside it. I've seen it driven in neighborhood.
My thanks to the energetic elderly woman who bought Steve Martini's
The Jury, and to the welder who pulled up on his bike and purchased the Stephen Baxter thriller,
Flood.
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