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Wayne Griffin: Nature Boy's mentor. He also likes to play with model trains. the Boy’s thigh. The brand mark of a Texas bladesman is visible in the vicinity of Nature Boy’s knee. His most terrifying experience came in Kansas City. Unquestionably Na¬ ture Boy overplayed his role. The mob that awaited him outside the arena was violently ugly. As he stepped in¬ to the street, he was felled by the full blast of a high-pressure hose. The stream of water struck him in the face. Momentarily Nature Boy thought he had been blinded. Every time he arose, the water knocked him down. Just when Nature Boy feared he could not outlast the mob’s fury, the police arrived. Naturally every one who seeks to do him violence does not succeed. During the past outdoor season in Philadelphia, a ringsider at Toppi Stadium took exception to the man¬ ner in which Nature Boy was abus¬ ing Argentine Rocca. The tamale- tempered fan unsheathed his blade and went to Rocca’s rescue. Nature Boy got out of that spot neatly. He pushed Rocca into the path of the assailant and Rocca got cut by one of his own rooters. Old soldiers never die. Nor do wrestling champions ever lose. Let’s face it: wrestling belongs to the realm of the stage rather than the field of competitive sports. The meetings of wrestlers are billed as exhibitions. A supporting cast performer, now on sabbatical leave, recalls with a touch of nostalgia his tour of duty. Every Monday morning’s mail brought the listing of his bouts for the week. Sometimes his booking agency gave him five assignments. More often he drew three bouts and was paid a flat fee for each. He longed for the wind¬ up spots, for the principals of the fea¬ tured match work on percentage. On his circuit were several Cana¬ dians. They, upon informing the book¬ ing office of the length of time they could remain here, were booked solid up to their departure dates. Canadian Capers Regardless of the manner of book¬ ing, all made sure to arrive early at a show site. There they would be met by an agent of the booking office. His was a key role. He would check the ad¬ vance sale, gaze at the early comers and estimate the likely attendance. Then, the agent would determine whether the audience was entitled to a long, medium or short show. His decision reached, the agent would call the cast together, allot the duration of the windup and the sup¬ porting bouts and nominate the win¬ ners, often specifying the throw holds. For most wrestlers, the pattern runs something like this: young eager beaver lifts weights, eats sensibly, gets plenty of sleep. He develops muscles to go with his wavy hair and sun tan. He wins a Mr. Country title and be¬ comes a wrestler. He finds sudden wealth. He enjoys the company of pretty women, thrives on rich food. As he grows fat he becomes less ap¬ pealing to the dames. This makes him worry, causing him to lose his hair. Fat and bald and without journey¬ man ability, there is only one place left for him in wrestling. He can be¬ come a referee. Next Week: THE WOMEN TAKE HOLD