My Life Outside the Ring by Hulk Hogan

Author:Hulk Hogan [Hogan, Hulk]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Biography & Autobiography, Hewer Text UK Ltd http://www.hewertext.com
ISBN: 9781848946675
Publisher: Hachette UK
Published: 2009-10-27T00:00:00+00:00

Once Vince’s trial finally began at the U.S. District Court in Uniondale, New York, in the summer of 1994, I was set to be called as the prosecution’s star witness. When I found out what the charges against him were the year before, I told him, “We’ve got nothing to hide!” I honestly didn’t think he had anything to be scared about. He just couldn’t believe I would go up there as a witness for the prosecution, though. I had no choice! But he was so angry. I guess he thought I was gonna make up lies to hurt him, which wasn’t the case at all. Vince was my hero. He’s the guy who opened up this whole universe for me. Why would I do anything to hurt him?

I made sure I had full immunity in exchange for my testimony, of course. I wasn’t a fool. Then all I did was tell the truth—a truth the federal prosecutors didn’t want to hear.

The night before the trial I got a taste of why Vince was so nervous. I was sound asleep at the Marriott across from the Nassau Civic Center—right by the courthouse—when someone started pounding at my door. I woke up in a start and rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 2:00 a.m.

“Who’s there?” I asked.

It was two of the federal prosecutors on the case. They seemed worried about how the case was going. They wanted to go over my testimony and were hoping to get some control over the situation, so they walked me through what they expected I would say: about buying steroids from Vince, and how he shot me up, and how he sold steroids to all the other wrestlers, and how steroids were a job requirement in the WWF. The gist of the conversation was that they had spent millions on this case, and they needed me to hit the ball out of the park for them. Maybe I was just nervous, or overthinking the situation, but the whole scene in the middle of the night seemed like something out of The Godfather to me. I was scared to death. So I yessed them as much as I could just to get them to leave, even though the things they seemed to be counting on me saying didn’t match the whole truth that I knew and expected to share in that courtroom.

As they left, they said they would pick me up in the morning to make sure I got to the courtroom on time. The moment they were gone I called my entertainment attorney, Henry Holmes, and his response was simple, “Bullshit!” He came to my hotel before sunrise and made sure I was out of there before the prosecutors could come back.

Outside the courthouse that day, it looked like a scene from the O.J. trial. The parking lot was just a sea of satellite news trucks. I had never encountered anything like it.

Vince truly had nothing to worry about. On the witness stand the Feds asked me if Vince had ever sold me steroids.

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