Mike Davis, wrestler

 

Mike Davis was a phenomenal talent, having

that desired trifecta of looks/personality, 

technique/physicality, & an incredible ability to Sell.

Seen here getting beautifully worked over by a 

young (stupid-Hawt!) Buzz Sawyer, Mike 

started off with his good-guy character who

typically jobbed... in spite of his tremendous 

wrestling ability.

Mike was one of the best portrayers of

vulnerability & suffering, rivaling fellow 

Tampa-area wrestler Tommy Rogers for

being King of Selling.

That gorgeous 'boy-next-door' babyface getting

viciously worked over was super-hot.

More compelling than a squash match, seeing

Mike battle and have a chance before defeat

made it all the sweeter.

Mike filled out those tights and had the perfect

athletic body--sadly last seen in this

early-1980s era just before 'normal bodies' got 

faded out in favor of roided out, over-pumped 

musculature in the sport.

Mike won his fair share of matches, too.

He just excelled at being worked-over so much

that it's hard not to promote that quality!

The man performed in a slew of matches in a 

career cut too short (dead at age 45.)

                                         

Apologies, but I misplaced the info on the other

wrestler in these last two shots, but I couldn't 

leave out such perfect depictions of Mike's

fantastic body/expressiveness!
(If you know who it is, please respond!)

PATRICK WILSON...Oh. My. Goodness.

I have this sort of....
fantasy/delusion

I hold on to

regarding Patrick Wilson.

See, I grew up in

Tampa, and Patrick's

mom and dad

were locally well known.


There were updates on

the local news

(which Patrick's dad co-hosted)

wherein we would learn all about Mr. Wilson's New York City

stage work. He

was so cute, and talented, and I formed this

pseudo-attachment to the idea that I was "more" peripherally

connected to Patrick than I was, say....my fake husband Luke Wilson.

Ya know, since I actually lived in the same town

with someone who was related to Patrick.

No need for his people to check the databases for stalker references;

It was all perfectly innocent and maintained within my head.

Part of the appeal was his being an 'artistic sort' while his parents were so plainly squares.

I liked the rebel vibe of that whole shtick, and it enhanced the draw.

He has a great Everyday Joe look, with that smoldering intensity brewing.

Obviously, too, he has seen the inside of a gym once or twice. (sigh.)

He's great in everything, but three films stand out as faves.

ANGELS IN AMERICA was transformational on many levels. Very intense.

LITTLE CHILDREN was a brilliant tale of desire, relationships, and playing roles;

not to mention one of the hottest sex scenes ever.

The third is PASSENGERS, which rocked me for several reasons.

So, thanks for becoming a big, successful acting stud and gay icon, Mr. Wilson.

And thanks for the ongoing non-existent love affair in my head.

That is, after all, the most rewarding sort!