group of guys. Guys you can depend on and talk to and we’re there for each other. Band of brothers . . . it really is.”
With all that time on the road, the Superstars and Divas have gathered quite a collection of road trip stories. From late-night crashes in broken-down rentals to run-ins (and posing) with the police, you’ll never view driving cross-country the same again.
Imagine driving down the freeway only to see Mark Henry lifting his car out of a ditch in the middle of the night . . .
World’s Strongest Man . . .
No, Seriously
MVP
I was in a car one night with Mark Henry, and Mark was driving us to the airport. We end up going in the wrong direction, so Mark decides to make a U-turn, and our car goes off the road a little bit and gets stuck in ice and snow. He kept hitting the gas, but our wheels were just spinning. We were stuck. We look at the clock, and time was really ticking down on us. If we didn’t do something fast, we were going to miss our flight. So Mark told me to stay in the car, and when he gave me the word, I was supposed to hit the gas. I see Mark walk around to the back of the car, and next thing I know, he’s actually lifting the back of the car up off the ground. And this wasn’t a small car. We’re talking about a Chevy Impala being lifted out of a ditch in the snow. The World’s Strongest Man literally lifted the back end of our car so we could make our flight on time. I was so stunned, I didn’t even have any words, and when he got back in the car, all he said was, “Man, I sure hope we don’t miss our flight.” The man didn’t have to say anything else. He knew what needed to be done and he did it. His sheer strength just left me in awe. Mark Henry is better than a tow truck.
Strike a Pose
John Morrison
I call WWE an express train with very few stops. You get on the train and you usually don’t get off until your career is over or you’re injured. I got on this train in 2003 and I’m still on this train and everything that I’ve done and seen feels like a blur. It’s like I just watched everything fly by at 100 miles per hour.
But when you’re on the road, some crazy stuff just ends up happening. I remember this one time I was driving through Cleveland at about 110 miles per hour, or something ridiculously unsafe. And of course, I get pulled over by a cop. I was driving with Melina, and when the cop pulled me over he started yelling at me to get out of the car. I could tell by his voice that he was really nervous. He didn’t have his gun drawn, but he must’ve thought I was some kind of drug dealer or criminal to be driving that fast. He’s watching my every move, yelling at me to get out of the car. I roll the window down and put my hands out, and I yell to him, “I’m really sorry, sir. I’m just a WWE Superstar.”
He’s like, “What!?!”
So I told him again that I was a WWE Superstar, but he didn’t understand what I was talking about, so I started to name-drop everyone from Hulk Hogan to Undertaker to The Rock. He looked at me and started shaking his head. “You don’t look like one,” he said.
So I was like, “Actually, I’m the Intercontinental Champion.” But he still didn’t believe me. That’s when I told him I’d make him a deal. I told him that if he’d give me a break and not give me a ticket, I’d show him the championship belt. He looked at me, still not really believing me, but then he said, “Okay, if you show me your championship, I’ll think about it.”
And I swear, the second I took my championship belt out of my bag, he forgot all about being an officer and reverted back into little-kid mode. I handed him the belt, and he was holding it up like he had just won the title. Then he put it over his shoulder, and then he actually had me pose in front of his cop cam on his car where I was holding his hand up.
I don’t think any of the boys would’ve ever believed this story if Viscera hadn’t driven by right when
With all that time on the road, the Superstars and Divas have gathered quite a collection of road trip stories. From late-night crashes in broken-down rentals to run-ins (and posing) with the police, you’ll never view driving cross-country the same again.
Imagine driving down the freeway only to see Mark Henry lifting his car out of a ditch in the middle of the night . . .
World’s Strongest Man . . .
No, Seriously
MVP
I was in a car one night with Mark Henry, and Mark was driving us to the airport. We end up going in the wrong direction, so Mark decides to make a U-turn, and our car goes off the road a little bit and gets stuck in ice and snow. He kept hitting the gas, but our wheels were just spinning. We were stuck. We look at the clock, and time was really ticking down on us. If we didn’t do something fast, we were going to miss our flight. So Mark told me to stay in the car, and when he gave me the word, I was supposed to hit the gas. I see Mark walk around to the back of the car, and next thing I know, he’s actually lifting the back of the car up off the ground. And this wasn’t a small car. We’re talking about a Chevy Impala being lifted out of a ditch in the snow. The World’s Strongest Man literally lifted the back end of our car so we could make our flight on time. I was so stunned, I didn’t even have any words, and when he got back in the car, all he said was, “Man, I sure hope we don’t miss our flight.” The man didn’t have to say anything else. He knew what needed to be done and he did it. His sheer strength just left me in awe. Mark Henry is better than a tow truck.
Strike a Pose
John Morrison
I call WWE an express train with very few stops. You get on the train and you usually don’t get off until your career is over or you’re injured. I got on this train in 2003 and I’m still on this train and everything that I’ve done and seen feels like a blur. It’s like I just watched everything fly by at 100 miles per hour.
But when you’re on the road, some crazy stuff just ends up happening. I remember this one time I was driving through Cleveland at about 110 miles per hour, or something ridiculously unsafe. And of course, I get pulled over by a cop. I was driving with Melina, and when the cop pulled me over he started yelling at me to get out of the car. I could tell by his voice that he was really nervous. He didn’t have his gun drawn, but he must’ve thought I was some kind of drug dealer or criminal to be driving that fast. He’s watching my every move, yelling at me to get out of the car. I roll the window down and put my hands out, and I yell to him, “I’m really sorry, sir. I’m just a WWE Superstar.”
He’s like, “What!?!”
So I told him again that I was a WWE Superstar, but he didn’t understand what I was talking about, so I started to name-drop everyone from Hulk Hogan to Undertaker to The Rock. He looked at me and started shaking his head. “You don’t look like one,” he said.
So I was like, “Actually, I’m the Intercontinental Champion.” But he still didn’t believe me. That’s when I told him I’d make him a deal. I told him that if he’d give me a break and not give me a ticket, I’d show him the championship belt. He looked at me, still not really believing me, but then he said, “Okay, if you show me your championship, I’ll think about it.”
And I swear, the second I took my championship belt out of my bag, he forgot all about being an officer and reverted back into little-kid mode. I handed him the belt, and he was holding it up like he had just won the title. Then he put it over his shoulder, and then he actually had me pose in front of his cop cam on his car where I was holding his hand up.
I don’t think any of the boys would’ve ever believed this story if Viscera hadn’t driven by right when
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