 And the very next week, Stone Cold Steve Austin drove in his pickup truck, found the Rockwire Bridge, and tossed him over the bridge. And that's how I started getting hooked into wrestling. And that was 1994. I was in fifth grade. And that's my vivid sports memory, which is funny because most people are screaming at their radios or their app saying, wrestling's not a sport. Well, it's real to me, damn it. Yeah. Yeah.