When Will Ferrell and Jeff Goldblum went live with SNL's "Space: The Infinite Frontier with Harry Caray" sketch, the first part was scripted and on cue cards for both actors, but halfway through, Ferrell started improv'ing insane questions and you can see Goldblum holding on for dear life answering them 😂 I forget how good this era of SNL really was
Who would have thought we’d be right back here just 9 days later… yet here we are! Congratulations to the NEW @WWE Champion @CMPunk from the very 1st to the 153rd!!!
65th Anniversary of the Match of the Century - Nature Boy Buddy Rogers defeats Pat O’Conner for the @NWA World’s Heavyweight Championship in front of record setting 38,622 fans
#OnThisDay in 1961: Buddy Rogers defeated Pat O'Connor for the NWA Worlds Heavyweight Title at Comiskey Park in Chicago, IL in front of record setting crowd of 38,775.
A historic match giving Rogers his first and only NWA Worlds title win after being a top draw for the era.
The rare video of Dusty vs Terry in a Texas Death Match from 1989 is now on my YouTube channel. As I said, it's not the greatest in terms of quality or camera work, but it's a great piece of wrestling history considering the legends involved. @dustinrhodes https://t.co/CRE6yV88qi
May 28, 1983: As Roddy Piper continues to heal from the battering that Greg Valentine gave to his ear, he has some things to get off his chest.
"I may be out of step every once in awhile but I'm not so sure that I forgot how to dance."
Insane: At Texas Bijan Robinson attempted to hurdle a defender and ended up having one of the most brutal-looking body crunches of All Time.
Bijan even played the rest of the game 🤯🤯
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1) "When 79-year-old George retired, he didn’t buy a golf club or a hammock. He hung a handmade sign in his garage window: “Broken things? Bring ’em here. No charge. Just tea and talk.”
His neighbors in the faded mill town of Maple Grove thought he’d lost it. “Who fixes stuff for free?” grumbled the barber. But George had a reason. His wife, Ruth, had spent decades repairing torn coats and cracked picture frames for anyone who knocked. “Waste is a habit,” she’d say. “Kindness is the cure.” She’d died the year before, and George’s hands itched to mend what she’d left behind.
The first visitor was 8-year-old Mia, dragging a plastic toy truck with a missing wheel. “Dad says we can’t afford a new one,” she mumbled. George rummaged through his toolbox, humming. An hour later, the truck rolled again—this time with a bottle cap for a wheel and a stripe of silver duct tape. “Now it’s custom ,” he winked. Mia left smiling, but her mother lingered. “Can you… fix a résumé?” she asked. “I’ve been stuck on the couch since the factory closed.”
By noon, George’s garage buzzed. A widow brought a shattered clock (“My husband wound it every Sunday”). A teen carried a leaky backpack. George fixed them all, but he didn’t work alone. Retired teachers proofread résumés. A former seamstress stitched torn backpacks. Even Mia returned, handing him a jar of jam: “Mom says thanks for the job interview.”
Then came the complaint.
“Unlicensed business,” snapped the city inspector. “You’re violating zoning laws.”
Maple Grove’s mayor, a man with a spreadsheet heart, demanded George shut down. The next morning, 40 townsfolk stood on George’s lawn, holding broken toasters, torn quilts, and protest signs: “Fix the law, not just stuff!” A local reporter filmed a segment: “Is kindness illegal?”
The mayor caved. Sort of.
“If you want to ‘fix’ things, do it downtown,” he said. “Rent the old firehouse. But no guarantees.”
The firehouse became a hive. Volunteers gutted it, painted it sunshine yellow, and dubbed it “Ruth’s Hub.” Plumbers taught plumbing. Teenagers learned to darn socks. A baker swapped muffins for repaired microwaves. The town’s waste dropped by 30%.
But the real magic? Conversations. A lonely widow fixed a lamp while a single dad patched a bike tire. They talked about Ruth. About loss. About hope.
Last week, George found a note in his mailbox. It was from Mia, now 16, interning at a robotics lab. “You taught me to see value in broken things. I’m building a solar-powered prosthetic arm. PS: The truck still runs!”
Today, 12 towns across the state have “Fix-It Hubs.” None charge money. All serve tea.
Funny, isn’t it? How a man with a screwdriver can rebuild a world."
Let this story reach more hearts...
Credit: SYJ
Rest in Peace, Terry Bollea aka The Immortal Hulk Hogan 🕊️💐
To millions of little kids you were a childhood hero - myself included.
In 1984, I gave you your “HULKSTER” headband back, in the locker room in Madison Square Garden - I was the lucky kid caught it when you threw it in the crowd. You were wrestling “Mr Wonderful”, Paul Orndorff that night in the main event. You were shocked and so happy after the match because you told me that was your very last headband and if it weren’t for me, you’d have no way of getting that exact one made again. You promised me that you would get more made and give me a Hulkster headband of my own as a thank you gift.
A month later in Madison Square Garden, you did just that. You kept your word, with a handshake and a “thanks kid”.
And that meant the world to that little 12 year old boy.
Just 17 years later, and still a kid at the age of 29 years old — I’m standing in the middle of the ring and facing you - one of my wrestling heroes in the main event of WRESTLEMANIA.
The match was to decide who would go down in history, as The Greatest of All Time.
When you kick out of my Rock Bottom finisher - just listen and FEEL that crowd go ELECTRIC…
all for you. I’ve never felt anything like that in my entire wrestling career. It takes two to tango, but that historic crowd reaction was all for you.
You may have “passed the torch” to me that night, but you, my friend….
… you “drew the house” meaning you sold out every arena and stadium across the country in your prime as Hulk Hogan, on your way of becoming the greatest of all time.
From deep in my bones, and on behalf of this wild and crazy world of professional wrestling that we love, I say to you now, and forever…
Thank you for the house, brother…
Thank you, for the house.
RIP Terry Bollea aka Hulk Hogan 🕊️
#goat