Rod Blair of Iowa took the name of an obscure Indian chief who sided with the French the French-Indian Wars or the British in the American Revolution. I am not sure which. I do know, however, the name provided moments of hilarity in the locker room.
Though he looked equally ridiculous with a punk Mohawk and war paint, there was nothing funny about his wrestling and when he drifted into Arizona from 1988-1989, he was utterly hated by the fans. His appearance alone was so uncanny it provoked instant heat. He barely had to do anything and the audience was on him.
Attacullaculla was a hit in the Phoenix area and became a regular on the weekly shows. He had a notable feud with the Mexican wrestler, Caballero Rojo. He also had some matches with Crazy Cowboy, which seemed to make sense, with the wrestling world never being politically correct and all.
Aside from the war dance which in his case provoked jeers rather than cheers and the mandatory tomahawk chops, Attacullaculla used a wide arsenal of dirty tactics to win his matches. He also had a wicked leg drop.
Attacullaculla returned to his native Iowa in late 1989 and remains there to this day, where he is still wrestling and running shows, though in his 40s.
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