Getting over. Basically it means being successful…if you’re talking wrestling terminology. Heels, faces, screwjobs, stables, angles, alliances, cheap heat, and more, all ingredients of a tasty word salad concerning pro wrestling. No one was better at making people vomit up those words than Okerlund. Dude was already over…a legend basking in the glow of other legends, interviewing, poking, prodding, cajoling all of our favorites into some of the most memorable bull honky. Remember the Ultimate Warrior?
Oooohhhhhh yeah baby. Makes you almost want to paint your face and do a ton of steroids until you have impotence issues. Great times. I watched a lot of wrestling back in my heyday. Also used to rehearse wrestling moves on the trampoline with my brother after watching them do it on the telly. You’re not living until you’ve had your 275lb brother gobsmack ya with a 5 Star Flying Frog Splash on a tramp that had lost one too many springs to similar shenanigans. Gene was always there for us, man. The ley line, or connection, from us to the them. The guy knew how to entertain, and how to motivate others to do the same. Look, you might say it’s fake, and you may not have respect for it…but none of that matters to fans who appreciate everything pro wrestling. It’s for them, not you (if you don’t believe in it is what I’m saying). And they, as well as I, will mourn the passing of “Mean” Gene just like others may mourn something like the death of their favorite boy band member…you have fun with that. It’s always tough when your legends die, but things have beginnings and endings, and all that matters is what’s in between…and Gene Okerlund made the in between matter to a lot of people, myself included. Besides, check Gene out with the Macho Man and try to tell yourself that this isn’t entertainment…yeah…good luck with that.