I’m a few days late because of New Year’s and such, but the wrestling business has lost yet another great legend. A man who’s name is synonymous with Oklahoma and pro wrestling. A man who will always be remembered as a fighter inside of the ring… and outside of the ring.
I’m sorry to hear the passing of legendary “Dr. Death” Steve Williams.
He wasn’t glitzy. He wasn’t as glamorous as many of the professional wrestlers in the past, present or the future… but he was a legitimate tough guy. Graduating from the University of Oklahoma, where his coach once said he was “one of the best athletes to walk out the gates of the University”… Williams was a professional wrestling Champion on numerous occasions. Wrestling all over the world, Steve Williams is most well-known for his days with WCW and WWF.
I wasn’t a huge fan of Williams. I, however, had more respect for the guy than I could ever tell you. Battling cancer is a very brave feat. Being a great football player and then becoming one of the most feared guys in the wrestling world is no easy feat, either. The guy carried himself inside the ring like a monster. And that’s how I always viewed Dr. Death. As a monster!
My fondest memory of Steve Williams probably isn’t one that he’d like to know. Certainly, the tough man tournament that WWF did back in the ’90’s was supposed to be built around Williams. He was supposed to excel in the legitimate, tough man fighting. However, things did not go as planned… and ultimately it ended his tenure with WWF. Bart Gunn knocked Williams out cold, in the middle of the ring.
Just goes to show you that anything can… and WILL happen in the wrestling business.
Williams was huge in Japan. He was huge in the United States. He’s a legend of the wrestling industry that no one will soon forget. Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for another ten-bell salute. I’m just glad to say that this man went down fighting…
We will miss you, Dr. Death.


I’m glad I’m not the only one who has thoughts on this topic. To me, it really hits hard at home. Steve McNair, to me, has and always will be looked at as one of the best of the best. Quarterbacks who sit out because of stubbed toes, nowadays, and he’s out playing with a cracked sternum. Not only that, but to never hear a bad word about the guy… until he DIES.
A legend in the National Football League. A legend on the field… and a legend OFF the football field. I’m shocked at not only Steve McNair’s passing, but the way he was taken from the world. It’s a tragedy in every sense of the word. For one of the toughest football players who ever lived to die the way that he did, it certainly tarnishes his legacy a bit.
That’s the only word I can think of to describe the happenings of the last week or so. I’m simply devastated. Look at all the great people we have lost. All the entertainment we’ll never have again. I can not remember a single period in my life where so much has happened in so little of time. From my personal life, my business life, people dying left and right in the real world… what in the heck is going on here?
It happened ten years ago and I still remember every single detail of where I was and how I felt. Upon hearing the news, I was shattered. Please remember, I was fifteen years old at the time and had no personal ties with the family or individual involved. I was a wrestler-in-training. That is all.



