Some shots of the New York Nightmare in action
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Before you get to the pictures, I want to say one thing. Many people don't believe you can be a Christian and a wrestler. A lot of them ask me how I can be the bad guy. My response is that even in a church play, someone must play the devil. There wouldn't be much of a show without the bad guy. While reading the captions and the quote at the bottom, please realize that it's all an act.

A pic from wrestling school when I was but a 21 year old punk. That's the student I trained with, his name's Rick. Thank you, Rick, for helping me push myself to the limit.

U.W.A. Champion
Myself, my wife, and my first belt.

Jake "The Snake" Roberts twists my arm

Jake at the mercy of the NYN in Booneville, Arkansas

Rochester, NY - The Enforcer gets suplexed - looks like he took a wrong turn down the "Boulevard of Broken Dreams."

CWF Champion NYN invades Zephyrhills, Florida

The Saint has a "proposition" for the NYN... When he turned his back, I pummeled him!

"OUTTA MY FACE, REF! I'M WORKING HERE!"

Contrary to popular belief, I am not about to grab the strap from my singlet and put it around the Saint's throat. I don't cheat, I never have cheated, I wouldn't ever cheat.
(Just ask any referee.)

Big King Maui gets a size 12 across his enormous esophagus.

Nightmare stands on the top rope ready to pounce.

Jeromy Sage attempts to negotiate with the NYN. Will these guys never learn?

Nope. They don't learn. Ever. Having a little trouble breathing there, Sage?

The "Triad" - Big Tim Storm, Apocalypse, and the NYN

The Saint sure takes a beating from me. I kinda feel sorry for him. NOT!

NYN, delivers a flying clothesline to Chief Charley Norris. This pic is not of great quality, but it's proof that 300 pound men can fly. The pic was taken at the famous Dallas Sporatorium. I only wish I had a better camera, it's a great shot by my wife.

I call this one "Ho Ho Hogan." It's not doctored, it's real! (Yeah, then why did I have to draw my left foot in?)

I call this one "Mach-OH MAN!" This one's real too! Leave me alone! (That's my wife's head on Elizabeth.)

This is the pic from the July 16, 2001 issue of Newsweek. This one is for real. I know, I'm like "the little boy who cried 'wolf.' " Now you think I'm lying, but this one is for real.