A propos of nothing, one of the funniest wrassling stories I heard involved Dale Torborg, son of former Sox manager Jeff. Dale played
baseball at NU, and started a minor league career when an errant pitch shattered his orbital bone, ending his baseball career.
Dale was a big dude, so he turned to professional wrasslin after a chance meeting with Hulk Hogan. Torborg starred as many personas, including "The Demon"
After Torborg's grappling career ended, his joined his father in the Marlins organization as a fitness trainer.
Enter Antonio Alfonseca, the former Cub who was trying to catch on with the Marlins. Alfonseca always had a huge pot belly to go with his six fingers. In camp, Torberg asked Alfonseca to weigh in, and Alfonseca refused. Tensions escalated. Alftonseca then learned that Torborg was "The Demon" from wrestling, at which point he locked himself in Torborg's office out of mortal fear. Or so the story goes.
The thought of a 6'5" 250 pound Domincan man with six fingers cowering in fear of The Demon is just too rich to ignore.
Here is a
Trib story on Torborg.