Bret & El Autentico
I must have a thing for midgets, going back as far back as my childhood. The little amigo working as El Autentico didn't speak a word of English but he had nothing but the warmest biggest smile on his face for the entire journey through Ireland and then France, never complaining about anything except when he pulled me aside to ask me if it was okay to use the expression, F--K You! Of course, I soon taught him how to add,” Asshole” to his repertoire, and only then did I notice whom it was for when he told Test, “ Fuck You Asshole,” which put big grin on all our faces. I recall doing my best to explain to him on our final night, that he and his opponent were the highlight of the tour.