Since I was a kid, I remember getting up on Saturday mornings and watching wrestling. As a kid, it was real. Despite growing older, I never grew up from watching wrestling. As an adult, I understood the stories to be just that -- stories. But the strength, endurance, pain for all those involved are real. No one gave more of themselves in the ring then "The Canadian Crippler, The Rabid Wolverine"; Chris Benoit. There was nothing more exciting then to watch Chris Benoit wrestle. He was a true tactician wrestler and gave 200% of himself night after night. His presence in wrestling will be missed tremendously.
Post Script: I want to clarify the homage above dedicated to Chris Benoit. The acclamation was for Chris Benoit the wrestler. I did not know the man personally. I did not know the demons he was fighting and subsequently lost to. It should be equally mentioned that his wife and son witnessed these same demons before losing their lives.