About Scott

Hi my name is Scott Hall. I’ve been a wrestler since 1984. It all started when I lived in Ft. Rucker Alabama, because my dad was a career army soldier. On my 8th birthday he took me and my buddies to a wrestling match, and the main event was a hair match. At eight years old, all my friends would say, it’s fake, it’s fake, but I didn’t think it was. I remember I ran down to the ring and grabbed a piece of the guys hair and it still had a piece of scalp on it. I still have the folder and the hair and everything. I remember asking my friends, “Would you let somebody shave your hair, man? Would you let somebody do that to you?” Of course, you all know now, yeah, you get the money right, you shave my hair *****, I don’t care. But back then, I was eight years old. So that was a long time ago. Times have changed.

I moved to Florida when I was, like, 17. I got into weight lifting, laying in the sun. I always wanted a job that was cool. I was never a very good student. I was a wrestling fan, so what do you do when you wanna wrestle? I was training with Hiro Matsuda. You know what he used to be, bro? I’ve never had a real job. I used to tend bar in a strip club. It was the hottest bar in Orlando – the Doll House at the time. I worked three nights a week there and the rest of the time I lifted weights and laid in the sun. I’m 22, 23. I know that the wrestling office is in Tampa. I save up a little money. I move to Tampa. I don’t know a soul. I get an apartment and I join every gym in town. So finally I go to Athlete’s Fitness Center. I ran into Kevin Sullivan. One time I did squats with him. I’m hanging around and trying to get in. But see I’m not going to guys, going, “Hey man, how do I get into wrestling? How do I get into wrestling? Because I know they don’t want to hear that. So one day in the end, me and Barry Windham are in Publix. We’re standing looking at steaks and I say, “Excuse me, you’re Barry Windham, right?” He says, “Yeah, how you doin’.” Because Barry’s cool as f—. I said, “Hey, I’m Scott Hall. How ya’ doing, man?” He says, “Hey.” I said, “I know the last thing you wanna be is bothered when you’re out on your own time, but I’m really trying to break into your business.” He said, “What are you doing?” I said, “I’m working out with Hiro Matsuda.” He said, “F— Hiro Matsuda.” He’s going to have you doing Hindu Squats around the building. Meet me at the Sportatorium tomorrow, one o’clock. I showed up at noon. Cause I know Barry Windham ain’t gonna show up. That’s Barry Windham. You know who showed up? Barry Windham and Mike Rotundo. You know what they did? They didn’t bump me. They bumped each other. They said, “Look, pick him up, slam him like this. Boom boom boom.” Then they had me slam them. I didn’t get bumps, I gave bumps. Barry was really good to me.

That’s how I started. I broke in during the 80’s when we still sold it as being real. The die-hard fans kinda knew it was fake. I always thought in my mind, it’s not a question of real or fake. It’s question of good or not good. Did you have fun? Did you get your money’s worth? I always felt if you got your money’s worth, f— it. Are rock concerts real? Theater is not real. Movies aren’t real. Did you get your 12, 15 bucks worth or not. I never was hung up on the real or not real sh–. ..