They eyed up each other backstage, as macho-row guys tend to do when they are all vying for the same thing. The glares were a good way to suppress the spinning anxiety within. The reality was no one knew what to expect or what they were getting into. They were tough-dude lab rats about to be put out on live display for the curious crowd at the McNichols Sports Arena in Denver on Nov. 12, 1993.
There was one, however, who never wavered. He sauntered around with a confident air knowing he would be there in the end, even though what was ahead was a rather dark delta to cross.