As the wrestling coach at a high school near Chicago, Mike Powell has taught boys to be men and provided an example of courage under the most trying personal circumstances.

An obituary:

As a face and a heel, Savage saw wrestling the way so many of us viewers did. He saw that every wrestler had an ulterior motive, that everyone was out for himself — that conspiracy theory was the only reasonable lens through which to perceive WWF reality.

[T]he day after the Los Angeles Dodgers used the 794th and final pick to take Don Stackpole, a (what else?) catcher from Wildomar, Calif., Angelo Poffo forced his son into the car and drove 283 miles to St. Louis, where the Cardinals were holding a two-day open-call tryout camp. In his first at-bat during hitting drills, Randy laced a line drive into the right-center gap that bounced over the wall for a ground-rule double. When the session ended, he was brought into the executive offices and offered a $500-per-month contract and an invitation to join the organization’s rookie league club in Tampa. Of the approximately 300 players in attendance, he was the only one to catch the franchise’s eye. “No bonus whatsoever,” says Lanny. “Randy signed the same day as Keith Hernandez. He was elated. It wasn’t about the money. It was so much bigger than that.”

Chris Kanyon’s doomed quest to be wrestling’s first openly gay star.