When I grew up...you give me three people I loved to hate, and those three people were Ric Flair, Vader, and Curt Hennig. Flair for being Flair, Vader for hardly letting Sting win, and Curt Hennig being that dickish heel that just made me realize that perfection means cockiness.
And then I remember when he turned face on that interview with Randy Savage on Prime Time Wrestling before the Survivor Series over a decade before, after his supposed "retirement" from the ring, and when he came back and teamed with Savage, I can just remember the ovation he got, the kind of ovation that just made you think, this guy was it. He had the look, the attitude...to coin a Paul Heyman saying, "He had 'It.' That intangible." He could hold the crowd in the palm of his hands with his annoying jargon when he talked. I remember him drawing so much heat one time that I wanted to jump through the TV and destroy him myself. The way he talked shit to Hogan and Bret and all those other guys was PRICELESS, and even in his twilight, he could still entertain.
What really sucks that I think that after he lost the IC title to Bret, that he was so underrated and such that people lost track of his greatness in that ring. It sucks because I think we as a group of fans are in the old adage that "We aren't missing him until he's gone." Like Owen and Rick Rude before him, he's gone, and now we truly miss him. Curt Hennig, Mr. Perfect, may you always be perfect in your happy place, and may you be happy for an eternity of eternities. Rest in Peace, and you will seriously be missed. Your legacy, forgotten or not, will live on...