Biggest assholes I have met in bodybuilding....

[wes]

Back in the day there was a young up and coming bodybuilder named Gene Massey out of Florida.

Gene would pilot his own private plane all over the place doing contests aroundthecountry........ .........we saw Ray Mentzer,and mike,DaveMass and GeneMassey all at the same show in Holyoke.

Anyway while flying back home,Gene crashed his plane and he was killed.

Sad day for bodybuilding as many thought Gene was gonna make it pretty big inthe sport.

Upon hearing the news of Masseys death,Harris was going to  dedicate todays squatting session in memory of Gene Masseya man he never even knew but felt a kins ship for....................a n iron kinship.

He was really hurt by the news of his death even though he didn1`t knowGene.

We start warming up for squats  and eventually Harris gets to 405 pounds........he adresses the bar with a yell then shoulers the weight walks it out and screams at the top of his lungs MASSEY ONE..................... ......MASSEY TWO....................M ASSEY THREE..............MASSE Y FOUR...........MASSEY FIVE, and so on until he got 11 deep controlled reps and this guy was all natural IMO and only19 years old tops.

He weighed between 225-230 at 5 feet 8 inches
Chest: 57
Quads-30-31 (OLIVA LIKE)
Arms-18.5-19 cold
Diamond shaped huge calves
Forearms likeSegios also........... very clublike and thick
WAIST-28-29 I shit you not his quads were that much bigger than his waist.

The fucker would do cheat curls with 225 for sets of 5 reps a set...............slight cheat to get the weight moving then an extra slow negative.

70-80 pound laterals (lots ofswinging thoughIMO)
80 pound flyes for 5 sets of 10-12 reps with those old York Globe type dumbells

He trained very fast also.

Just the fact that he was only a kid was insane withall he could do in the gym.

He worked 3 jobs and went to school jogged before his first job,then trained with me after his last job,and ate all fucking day long.

A true fucking animal .............had a bad attitude but once you got to know him he was a great guy who would give you the shirt off of his back.

Talked to his now fatass last week on the phone.................do ing well.

Not many good teen bodybuilers today like back then.








THE LATE GENE MASSEY

RIP BROTHER

[wes]

HERES THE CONTEST WHERE I SAW GENE WITH DAVE AND THE MENTZER BROTHERS:


1975 Mr East Coast - IFBB



Overall Winner Len Archambault

Tall
1     Gene Massey
2     Ray Delaney
3     Barry Blenis

Medium
1     Len Archambault
2     Mike Mentzer
3     Joseph Ugolik

Short
1     David Mastorakis
2     Tony Roma
3     Kennedy Gomez

[che]

Back in the day there was a young up and coming bodybuilder named Gene Massey out of Florida.

Gene would pilot his own private plane all over the place doing contests aroundthecountry........ .........we saw Ray Mentzer,and mike,DaveMass and GeneMassey all at the same show in Holyoke.

Anyway while flying back home,Gene crashed his plane and he was killed.

Sad day for bodybuilding as many thought Gene was gonna make it pretty big inthe sport.

Upon hearing the news of Masseys death,Harris was going to  dedicate todays squatting session in memory of Gene Masseya man he never even knew but felt a kins ship for....................a n iron kinship.

He was really hurt by the news of his death even though he didn1`t knowGene.

We start warming up for squats  and eventually Harris gets to 405 pounds........he adresses the bar with a yell then shoulers the weight walks it out and screams at the top of his lungs MASSEY ONE..................... ......MASSEY TWO....................M ASSEY THREE..............MASSE Y FOUR...........MASSEY FIVE, and so on until he got 11 deep controlled reps and this guy was all natural IMO and only19 years old tops.

He weighed between 225-230 at 5 feet 8 inches
Chest: 57
Quads-30-31 (OLIVA LIKE)
Arms-18.5-19 cold
Diamond shaped huge calves
Forearms likeSegios also........... very clublike and thick
WAIST-28-29 I shit you not his quads were that much bigger than his waist.

The fucker would do cheat curls with 225 for sets of 5 reps a set...............slight cheat to get the weight moving then an extra slow negative.

70-80 pound laterals (lots ofswinging thoughIMO)
80 pound flyes for 5 sets of 10-12 reps with those old York Globe type dumbells

He trained very fast also.

Just the fact that he was only a kid was insane withall he could do in the gym.

He worked 3 jobs and went to school jogged before his first job,then trained with me after his last job,and ate all fucking day long.

A true fucking animal .............had a bad attitude but once you got to know him he was a great guy who would give you the shirt off of his back.

Talked to his now fatass last week on the phone.................do ing well.

Not many good teen bodybuilers today like back then.








THE LATE GENE MASSEY

RIP BROTHER

You remember all  their names  ,very impressive

[wes]

That`s no problem......my problem is that I can`t remember what Idid yesterday!   

[Dave D]

Were definitely in presence of greatness. To know all those details, you either are Chris Duffy or someone that was in the know.
Even escort prices? seriously?
Wooow

You have a keen sense of understanding, “you’re someone in the know”. He’s sharing detailed information he knows you goof.

Shizzzo you shouldn’t accuse members of being people. Just enjoy the stories.

[LurkerNoMore]

You have a keen sense of understanding, “you’re someone in the know”. He’s sharing detailed information he knows you goof.

Shizzzo you shouldn’t accuse members of being people. Just enjoy the stories.

Actually, I am Chris Duffy.  LOL.  
Ft Lauderdale is not really that big of a city.  When you go into a niche crowd like BBing you tend to know everyone in that circle.  Just like all the motorcycle guys down here know one another.

Wow! I didn’t know all those details. I was going to mention Jeff’s turtle gut. I can’t remember any other of the characters that you mentioned, but I do remember that triceps machine if you’re talking about the overhead extension machine with the stack. Also liked the incline bench machine next to that one. I’m trying to think of other random weirdos in there. There was a guy who we always called Bono because he wore his style glasses but was bald and always wore a black fishnet top. Total bug chaser outfit.

Yes, that was the same extension machine.   There was a room upstairs next to the changing rooms with mirrors and pads on the floor.  I guess it was used for ab or stretching or whatever.  For a while there was a moody guy to come in and teach MMA classes up there.  Brazilian jui jitsu and whatever.   He had a nasty little habit of hurting people for real while showing the others a move or something.   That mod from Elite once beat the holy hell out of him for hurting some kid up there for no reason.  Everyone could hear him yelling "fight somebody that won't let you put that hold on them voluntarily" while slamming that guy on the floor and pounding the shit out of him.  That guy (the mod) went to Gold's as well.  He taught the boxing class for three months there while they got an instructor.  Well I mean he didn't teach boxing, like how to box and throw punches or whatever, but boxing shit like where they do four corner burpees, jumping jacks, jump rope, etc..  basically cardio work designed in boxing drill format.

There was a female personal trainer there, skinny as a sick bird.  Blonde hair and pony tail, drove a yellow pick up truck, and always looked like she had just squeezed a raw lemon in her mouth.  Everyone hated that bitch.  She would come up to people who didn't know any better while they were on equipment and tell them her client was an upgraded paying member and she needed the equipment they were on NOW.  Most people ignored the hell out of her and added another two or three sets to their workout on the machine just for fucks sake... but she got away with that shit with new members and those that didn't know any better.

There was Joey, the dominican guy that had the forearm tats and always drove a new mustang with STEEDA across the windshield.  Great upper body but legs sucked bad. That is why you never saw him in shorts.  Not even at the beach.  He would be wearing track suit pants at the beach.  He entered about 50 contests and never showed up to compete.  Just mailed in his entry form and shit and abandoned the prep a month later.   He had, as Rick Rude called it, a great "wrestling body".  Meaning he looked awesome from the waist up, but kept everything covered from the waist down.

The gym changed hands a few times, it was owned once by Chris something, the older guy who competed in the Master's classes.  He had a great build for someone his age and did a lot of photography modeling that brought him a lot of attention from other sources.  (the photographer who did his best photos in the beginning is the guy that alternates with me on travel photography gigs.  He and another girl take the assignments and trips that I won't do any more).  HIV caught up with Chris it seems like over night he got the hard distended belly and that "look" that is so common with them where you have such an exaggerated and severe delt/tricep tie in.  I can't describe it, but it is something very common with HIV+ people.  Just like the very thick vein going up their inner thighs.  You see pro BBers in absolutely peeled condition who don't show that kind of inner leg vascularity.  Or the lipoatrophy that the HIV meds cause (Jeff had this as well).  

There was the guy that weighed about 200 lbs but could squat a shit load easily.  You would see him repping out 405 like it was nothing.  He was the one that always ate those little Smarties candies while working out.  He would come in with a pocketful of that shit already unwrapped and eat fistfuls in between sets.  They would be all over the floor from him dropping them.  He changed to Pixie Stix for a while and left the little straws they came in everywhere.  He must have taken in over 400 grams of simple sugars each workout.  

Man... it is really true that it is the people that make up half the great gym experiences you have.

[G_Thang]

Met Shawn Ray as a kid in Fullerton, couldn't tell if he was an A-Hole or not, just too young to discern. 

[rocket]

Met Shawn Ray as a kid in Fullerton, couldn't tell if he was an A-Hole or not, just too young to discern. 

Very informative

[Humble Narcissist]

That Gene Massey had a very obtainable physique.

[Joe Valentino]

You have a keen sense of understanding, “you’re someone in the know”. He’s sharing detailed information he knows you goof.

Shizzzo you shouldn’t accuse members of being people. Just enjoy the stories.

Dude, your obsession with Shizzo or who I am is insane. It kills you the fact that on the other hand I dont have a slight interest to know who you are in real life. Unlike Pellius, Wes or ESF, you are a boring contributor to this board....
 I never went to Port St Lucie, let alone lived there, dont have a sister, not Bald, no Tats...
By the way, Im enjoying his stories, Wes's, ESFs' , not yours. You dont have any story to share, do you?

[Grape Ape]

you are a boring contributor to this board....

Shtizo-like comment reported.

[oldtimer1]

Keep the stories coming Wes and Lurker. Really entertaining.

Back in the day there was this guy who was about 45 to 50 years old. I think his name was Gus. He had memberships at numerous gyms. Drove a brand new jeep but didn't have a job. He was the steroid dealer. Sold stuff out of his car in the parking lot. It was known that's the gear salesman.  He fancied himself an opera singer. Was always singing in the gym in his baritone voice with wild hand gestures. He looked good and competed but didn't have it for the big time. Just a poor man's Zane physique. He was always telling me to stop the Mentzer heavy weight thing and to do more sets to work the muscle.  I wasn't a user so I never had any "business" dealing with him but one. I know he was selling tickets for a local show but when I hit him up he said he was out but I could go to his apartment where he had more.

 I drove to his apartment that night and he answers the door wearing  bikini underwear and nothing else. His 21 year old girl friend is wearing skimpy nothing bra and bikini panties. When he saw me he started singing and smiling. I wouldn't have minded being a 22 year old guy banging his girlfriend but the scene was just too weird. I asked for the tickets and paid him leaving. He looked really disappointed. A short time later his car and apartment was broken into and all his drug stash inventory was gone. He was paranoid and said to anyone that listened that he thought it was the cops but had no explanation why he wasn't arrested yet. Then it got ugly. He thought it was me.

On a side note with this story from the past there was this sweet young couple who trained at the gym. She looked about 20 and he was roughly the same age. They trained but he looked like nothing but an ordinary gym rat. He hooked up with the guy I have been writing about and the difference in one short month was insane. The sad part is he broke up with his sweet devoted hot girlfriend when he got on the juice. Don't know what happened.

 I moved to another county. Heard rumors about the dealer getting arrested but have no real knowledge.  About 20 years later I'm swimming in the ocean. I hear a guy singing opera type stuff and he's looking at me. I don't know why but I'm with a wife and kids on the beach so I just ignore him. He looks sad but the last thing I need is a shady character like that around my family.  

More if anyone wants it.

[Humble Narcissist]

Keep the stories coming Wes and Lurker. Really entertaining.

Back in the day there was this guy who was about 45 to 50 years old. I think his name was Gus. He had memberships at numerous gyms. Drove a brand new jeep but didn't have a job. He was the steroid dealer. Sold stuff out of his car in the parking lot. It was known that's the gear salesman.  He fancied himself an opera singer. Was always singing in the gym in his baritone voice with wild hand gestures. He looked good and competed but didn't have it for the big time. Just a poor man's Zane physique. He was always telling me to stop the Mentzer heavy weight thing and to do more sets to work the muscle.  I wasn't a user so I never had any "business" dealing with him but one. I know he was selling tickets for a local show but when I hit him up he said he was out but I could go to his apartment where he had more.

 I drove to his apartment that night and he answers the door wearing  bikini underwear and nothing else. His 21 year old girl friend is wearing skimpy nothing bra and bikini panties. When he saw me he started singing and smiling. I wouldn't have minded being a 22 year old guy banging his girlfriend but the scene was just too weird. I asked for the tickets and paid him leaving. He looked really disappointed. A short time later his car and apartment was broken into and all his drug stash inventory was gone. He was paranoid and said to anyone that listened that he thought it was the cops but had no explanation why he wasn't arrested yet. Then it got ugly. He thought it was me.

On a side note with this story from the past there was this sweet young couple who trained at the gym. She looked about 20 and he was roughly the same age. They trained but he looked like nothing but an ordinary gym rat. He hooked up with the guy I have been writing about and the difference in one short month was insane. The sad part is he broke up with his sweet devoted hot girlfriend when he got on the juice. Don't know what happened.

 I moved to another county. Heard rumors about the dealer getting arrested but have no real knowledge.  About 20 years later I'm swimming in the ocean. I hear a guy singing opera type stuff and he's looking at me. I don't know why but I'm with a wife and kids on the beach so I just ignore him. He looks sad but the last thing I need is a shady character like that around my family.  

More if anyone wants it.

Keep it rolling.

[wes]

Keep the stories coming Wes and Lurker. Really entertaining.

Back in the day there was this guy who was about 45 to 50 years old. I think his name was Gus. He had memberships at numerous gyms. Drove a brand new jeep but didn't have a job. He was the steroid dealer. Sold stuff out of his car in the parking lot. It was known that's the gear salesman.  He fancied himself an opera singer. Was always singing in the gym in his baritone voice with wild hand gestures. He looked good and competed but didn't have it for the big time. Just a poor man's Zane physique. He was always telling me to stop the Mentzer heavy weight thing and to do more sets to work the muscle.  I wasn't a user so I never had any "business" dealing with him but one. I know he was selling tickets for a local show but when I hit him up he said he was out but I could go to his apartment where he had more.

 I drove to his apartment that night and he answers the door wearing  bikini underwear and nothing else. His 21 year old girl friend is wearing skimpy nothing bra and bikini panties. When he saw me he started singing and smiling. I wouldn't have minded being a 22 year old guy banging his girlfriend but the scene was just too weird. I asked for the tickets and paid him leaving. He looked really disappointed. A short time later his car and apartment was broken into and all his drug stash inventory was gone. He was paranoid and said to anyone that listened that he thought it was the cops but had no explanation why he wasn't arrested yet. Then it got ugly. He thought it was me.

On a side note with this story from the past there was this sweet young couple who trained at the gym. She looked about 20 and he was roughly the same age. They trained but he looked like nothing but an ordinary gym rat. He hooked up with the guy I have been writing about and the difference in one short month was insane. The sad part is he broke up with his sweet devoted hot girlfriend when he got on the juice. Don't know what happened.

 I moved to another county. Heard rumors about the dealer getting arrested but have no real knowledge.  About 20 years later I'm swimming in the ocean. I hear a guy singing opera type stuff and he's looking at me. I don't know why but I'm with a wife and kids on the beach so I just ignore him. He looks sad but the last thing I need is a shady character like that around my family
More if anyone wants it.

Great story Rich........keep`em coming.

Like Lurker said earlier you meet some real charachters in this sport/pastime.

[Dave D]

Dude, your obsession with Shizzo or who I am is insane. It kills you the fact that on the other hand I dont have a slight interest to know who you are in real life. Unlike Pellius, Wes or ESF, you are a boring contributor to this board....
 I never went to Port St Lucie, let alone lived there, dont have a sister, not Bald, no Tats...
By the way, Im enjoying his stories, Wes's, ESFs' , not yours. You dont have any story to share, do you?

Lol I REALLY WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM!

Please care about me, lol.

You've accused lurker of being Duffy multiple times in this thread BASED ON HIS POSTS but when it happens to you the accusations are baseless.

 

Classic.

[wes]

I got a pretty good story about another truly unique individual that I met back in the 1970`s.................WANNA HEAR IT............HEAR IT GO  !!  LOL  

OK I already told you guys a bit about my training partner Ray Harris who was a Black kid.................well we also trained at times with other guys who were also around our age but most but most of the true seasoned powerlifters at the YMCA were a bit older than us.

Anyway there was one slightly older guy who talked with a Brooklyn accent..............soun ded like a hoodlum out of an old Bowery Boys movie but he just so happened to be a college professor.
'
Big strong Polish guy named Gene Duzuba.................. ....good dude.

So as I mentioned earlier the rougues gallery of training partners  that we would sometimes work on particular lifts with or train certain bodyparts together with consisted of the following group of true psychotic animals............this is a few years before I met Jeff King and those guys.

Here WE Go !!

Benny Mateo-Puerto Rican guy about 5 foot 5 and 40 years old........... great upper body decent legs looked like a smaller version of Freddy Ortiz.

Rick Mazzaferro-We just called him Mazz...............would lift anything heavy with the most atrocius form and call it a good lift and always said he was just as strong as Harris though his form was so fucking sloppy itwas ridiculous to even watch........more on his injuries later........seriously!  LOL  

Randy Sabbatini-Son of a mobster bar owner from Enfield Connecticut about 15 minutes away from Springfield where we trained.........kid was a bad muthufucker and a complete screwball animal in the gym and in the streets.

Artie- We never even knew his last name but he was out of Rhode Island and went to college in Springfield.........huge fucking arms with garden hose type veins.

There were more of us but this was our core group who often trained together................ .the only thing we asked of each other was that we trained balls to the walls..........nothing else ever mattered once we hit the gym.

Anyway again.....Benny the older PR dude was originally from Hartford Ct. and told us about this mom and pop hole in the wall dungeon type gym called the Hartford Barbell Studio.
 /
Bob Galluci and Paul Santos both trained there................... ...two guys that were pretty well known especilly Galucci who went on to win many many conests including The Natural Mr. America.

Paul Santos was training for the AAU Mr. Amerrica................ .........Pat Neve ,Clint Beyerle,Dale Adrian,Robby Robinson, and those guys would be his competition so he was no slouch in the physique department as we were soon to find out.

After Benny told us abou tthis place and the animals that trained there,the 6 of us made it a steady thing to drive the (only30 minutes or so away) every Saturday to train and to show these guys what hard training really was supposed to look like.

We were all doing back that Friday before we left for Hartford the following day and Gene Duzbin the big Polish guy I mentioned walks in and says in his thick Brooklyn accent:"What the fuck is this, who are you guys the fucking United fucking Nations................y ou got a n igger,a spic,2 fucking wops,and 2 fucking crackers all lifting together................ . what the fuck" 

A sentence that would be uttered by any typical college professor right ?   It was funnier than hell but you had to be there because this cat was a true funny fucker 7 days a week anyway.  'D

Sidenote:As I mentioned,me and Harris stole a lot of our early equipment.............Ge ne Duzubin the Polack Professor was in the process of moving back to Brooklyn soon and was looking to buy an Olympic weight set as he was just gonna train at home due to time constraints when he got back to NYC.

Upon hearing this,Harris who was pretty tight with Duzubin goes to Springfield College one night,loads up 135 on an Olympic bar,puts it on his back and walks/runs all the way to his house with it on his back............... at least 7-8 city blocks.................. .TRUE STORY I SHIT YOU NOT.

He gave the bar and the 2- 45 pound plates to Duzubin as sort of a parting gift! LOL  


Next up we meet some crazy fuckers at The Hartford Barbell Studio.................. be there or be square because this shit gets better.

[Joe Valentino]

Lol I REALLY WANT YOU TO KNOW WHO I AM!

Please care about me, lol.

You've accused lurker of being Duffy multiple times in this thread BASED ON HIS POSTS but when it happens to you the accusations are baseless.

 

Classic.

Ok Big shot, enough is enough.

You wanna see me holding two signs saying: " Joe V is not Shizzo" and "Dave D is My Bitch"?

You pay me 300 bucks. Ill prove to you and to that now gun worship homo that Im not Shizzo!

What do you think, Bitch? Yes, Im calling you out. Make it happen, make it Rain, show me 'some Love", and Ill shove up your ass that I am not him, just like SF900 husband does to him every night when he sticks his dick up his fag ass!

Are you gonna take it the challenge or keep bitching like a fag??

[Dave D]

Ok Big shot, enough is enough.

You wanna see me holding two signs saying: " Joe V is not Shizzo" and "Dave D is My Bitch"?

You pay me 300 bucks. Ill prove to you and to that now gun worship homo that Im not Shizzo!

What do you think, Bitch? Yes, Im calling you out. Make it happen, make it Rain, show me 'some Love", and Ill shove up your ass that I am not him, just like SF900 husband does to him every night when he sticks his dick up his fag ass!

Are you gonna take it the challenge or keep bitching like a fag??

My name is Joe V.

It hurts my feelings when I'm called shizzo.

Give me $300 and I'll prove im not shizzo.

Hey Joe give me $300 and I'll say you're not Shizzo and apologize for being wrong!

Do it or you're a coward! 

ARE YOU A COWARD JOE? PAY ME $300!

Dude you are pathetic.  You harass multiple long time members then when the same process is applied to you, you MELTDOWN!

Tell you what Joe. Give me your address. When im in Florida we meet. Your show me your phone and your Joe V long in and then I'll agree you're not Shizzo.

Or give me $300!

Or are you a chicken.

You're a joke.

[Joe Valentino]

My name is Joe V.

It hurts my feelings when I'm called shizzo.

Give me $300 and I'll prove im not shizzo.

Hey Joe give me $300 and I'll say you're not Shizzo and apologize for being wrong!

Do it or you're a coward! 

ARE YOU A COWARD JOE? PAY ME $300!


Dude you are pathetic.  You harass multiple long time members then when the same process is applied to you, you MELTDOWN!

Tell you what Joe. Give me your address. When im in Florida we meet. Your show me your phone and your Joe V long in and then I'll agree you're not Shizzo.

Or give me $300!

Or are you a chicken.

You're a joke.

I wasn't expecting anything less than that

Keep saying I am a liar and a fraud, and when I say that Ill PROVE to you I am not Shizzo, you run away like a Bitch.

Camon, Dave, whats 300 bucks for a Rich Man?

You said that I am Bum, and live in a shithole, and now you cant pay this cheap change?

Screw You, Asshole.

By the way, you can come to Florida any time with your Guns, even a Machine Gun, I dont give a shit. I dont have Guns and dont need one, Cunt!!

Pussy ass Bitch!!

[Dave D]

I wasn't expecting anything less than that

Keep saying I am a liar and a fraud, and when I say that Ill PROVE to you I am not Shizzo, you run away like a Bitch.

Camon, Dave, whats 300 bucks for a Rich Man?

You said that I am Bum, and live in a shithole, and now you cant pay this cheap change?

Screw You, Asshole.

By the way, you can come to Florida any time with your Guns, even a Machine Gun, I dont give a shit. I dont have Guns and dont need one, girl!!

Pussy ass Bitch!!

Its not about the money shizzo.

But i can use your $300 to donate to my community outreach program.

Give your address and I'll start the outreach near your beach home.

Give me your banking info or your venmo info and I'll send you the $300. They only catch is you cant use it for alcohol, illegal drugs or steroids.

Thats the deal.

[wes]

Hartford Barbell Studio:
Saturday morning we all meet at he "Y" parking lot load into a car for the half hour drive to Hartford.

We finally get there and the gym was only about 20 yards wide or so but went back into the back room for quite a stretch.......quite long,but narrow.

The first thing I have to mention that this place was in a Peurto Rican ghetto, but had all kinds of very serious trainees of every race really pushing it.........we`re talking old school hardcore shit right here.

Anyway,the owner of the gym was a guy named Bob Colli and he was getting up there in years.......had to be between 55-60,small almost frail looking,but there was old pics of him in his prime and he was quite big and was a competitive Olympic lifter back in the day.

This fucking guy was nuts.............a real character if I ever saw one.

He would walk through the gym and say to people:

"Hey bud,doing T-Bars huh,how many plates..........oh 6 plates,then without a warmup and just sitting at his desk all day he would grab the weight and do 5-6 reps just for shits and giggles!!  

Another guy was squatting 315 and when he racked it,Bob got under the bar and did 3-5 deep reps.......no warmup or anything.....guy had to be around 55-60 years old.........I`m guessing here because I was so young but he seemed ancient to me at the time.

I`m going so far back here that in this gym I saw the first pec-deck I`ve ever seen outside of ads in magazines.............it was made by Ed Jubinville of course.

Harris was doing textbook reps with the 80`s on flyes and Bob walked by and said,there`s something you don`t see many guys doing anymore of.......heavy flyes ..he didn`t try them though....but I wouldn`t doubt if he could have done a few reps with them.........the guy was incredible.

They had a shitload of old musclebooks for sale so I bought a ton of those bad boys..........I bet I read almost every magazine bck in the day from cover to cover about a zillion times over.

Well as I already mentioned a shit load of times earlier in this thread several times over,Harris was one dedicated son of a bitch,big,strong,and young..........too young to actually be so big and strong, because it made him act cocky at times.

Well,on this, our fiirst  Staurday visits to Hartford,these two guys walk in and they both looked big in their clothes,but one guy really stood out and looked fucking huge.

His name was Paul Santos, and he was wearing coveralls as he was an auto mechanic,the other guy was his training partner Neil Hastey.

Paul was dark skinned and of Portugese descent,while Neil was blonde with freckles, and looked a bit like a young Dave Draper but much more streamlined and harder looking........had a beach boy type of look to him,but great build.

The first thing Santos says to Hastey is"Hey Neil did you get my Staminex"? Real nasty tasting old school product but after I heard him say this I went out and bought some!  LOL  

Anyway,once I saw these guys I said to Harris:

"Damn Ray,that guy looks fucking enormous".

Harris replied,:

"He ain`t shit" !  

These guys walked the length of the gym to the small changing room in the back which had a single stall shower.......this little room also had the pec-deck back there and a few other pulley type things.

So we walked back there to do some pec-deck work but actually we wanted to see what this guy Santos looked like.

Once he got undressed to change into his sweats,what we saw was a guy that looked fucking incredible.


At the time he was training for the AAU  Mr. America...............th ere was no NPC back then.

Then we watched him train......first time I ever saw anyone do inclines with the 150 pounders..he got 2 sets of 3 clean full reps,and this was on a shaky old incline bench that had a footplate on it and no seat.....you just leaned against it at a 45 degree angle.


Another time I saw him do 20 reps with 300 pounds in the front squat,arms crossed and all deep reps ATG.

All around the gym he had pasted small pics of a bodybuilder named Pat Neve and under each pic,he had written:

"THE ENEMY"

Neve was a favorite for the title,but never ended up entering that particular year anyway.

Harris never talked shit about Santos again.........he was humbled to say the least but we were learning a lot more about hardcore training which is not what guys do today, and I don`t care who they are, pro or not..................... most train like kunts!!  LOL  

In fact in my getbig inbox I have a PM from Chris Aceto who says to me wes these guys don`t train anywhere near like we did .........they train like pusssies.

He should know as he`s one of the top trainers around today.

I`m not trying to insult anyone here with my statements as I`m positive there are quite a few fucking monsters out there who get out of their comfort zone daily but they are few and far between these days compared to the legends of old.

Trust me on that we didn`t do quarter rep curtsy squats or curls in the squat rack or use big red balls to work our stabilizes.............. ..fucking laughable to me really............also full reps full extension full contraction............. ..the only time we did partial reps was as an intensity technique to extend a set and tax a muscle further.

We more than likely over trained big time but it was a badge of honor to train like a fucking animal back then.

Another weird thing about this gym was they had a set of gymnastic rings hanging from the ceiling right as you entered the gym proper and everyone who walked in hung from it for a second or two and ...........no clue as to why some kind of gym ritual or some weird shit I guess.

We also saw Bob Galucci there one time but he wasn`t training that day....................c laimed all natural but was truly friggin huge.

Another truly weird cat that I met and became close friends with there was a guy named JoeDellagelfa........... ....looked about a skinny 160 pounds or so with thick nerdy glasses.

This guy had the world record for doing both chinups and pulldowns using only two or three fingers as his grip................incr edibly strong..........shook my hand once at the bar I worked at and I dropped to my knees..........thought he broke my fucking hand.............he just smiled with his thick glasses the prick!

He also did insanely heavy leg extensions.............. ..530 pounds and told me that he had to stop doing them because he felt that his shinbones were actually beginning to bow and bend.............what a fucking strangely cool and strong bastard he was................the bookworm strongman of Hartford.

That little hole in the wall gym with chalk dust everywhere was one hardcore fucking gym!!







BOB GALLUCI



Paul Santos



Pat Neve

Bob Gallucci

1968

Teen Mr America - AAU, Most Muscular, 4th
Teen Mr America - AAU, 11th

1969

Junior Mr America - AAU, 8th
Junior Mr USA - AAU, 4th
Junior Mr USA - AAU, Most Muscular, 5th
Mr New England - AAU, Winner
Teen Mr America - AAU, Winner

1970

Mr Atlantic Coast - AAU, Winner
Mr Eastern USA - AAU, Winner
Junior Mr America - AAU, 10th
Mr USA - AAU, 5th
Mr USA - AAU, Most Muscular, 4th

1971

Mr America - AAU, 9th
Mr East Coast - AAU, 3rd
Junior Mr USA - AAU, 4th
Mr World - AAU, Medium, 5th

1972

Mr America - AAU, 14th
Mr Eastern USA - AAU, Tall, 1st

1973

Mr Apollo - AAU, Overall Winner
Collegiate Mr America - AAU, 2nd
Mr East Coast - AAU, Overall Winner
Mr East Coast - AAU, Medium, 1st

1974

Collegiate Mr America - AAU, Winner

1975

Mr USA - AAU, 5th

1976

Mr America - AAU, Medium, 5th

1978

Natural Mr America - NBA, 2nd

1981

Natural America, Overall Winner
Natural America, Medium, 1st

Paul Santos

1973

Mr America - AAU, 22nd

1974

Mr World - AAU, Medium, Did not place

1976

Mr America - AAU, Medium, 8th

1977

Junior Mr America - AAU, Medium, 3rd

1980

Mr Southern States - AAU, Medium, 2nd
Mr USA - AAU, MiddleWeight, 4th

1981

Mr Florida - AAU, Light-HeavyWeight, 2nd

1983

USA Championships - NPC, Light-HeavyWeight, 10th

   
Pat Neve

1972

Mr USA - AAU, 11th
Mr Western America - AAU, Winner

1973

Junior Mr America - AAU, 11th
Junior Mr USA - AAU, 5th
Junior Mr USA - AAU, Most Muscular, 4th

1974

Junior Mr USA - AAU, 4th
Mr USA - AAU, Overall Winner
Mr USA - AAU, Most Muscular, 2nd
Mr USA - AAU, Short, 1st

1975

Mr America - AAU, Short, 1st
Mr America - AAU, Most Muscular, 3rd
Mr America - AAU, 3rd

1976

Mr America - AAU, Most Muscular, 3rd
Mr America - AAU, Short, 1st
Pro Mr America - WBBG, 3rd

1977

World Cup Pro Universe - PBBA, 2nd

1978

Pro Mr America - WBBG, Short, 2nd
Pro Mr World - WBBG, 2nd

1979

Mr International - IFBB, MiddleWeight, 7th

1981

Mr America - AAU, MiddleWeight, 5th

1982

Nationals - NPC, MiddleWeight, 2nd


Pat Neve could also bench press over 500 pounds at around 190 pounds bodyweight.

[Joe Valentino]

Its not about the money shizzo.

But i can use your $300 to donate to my community outreach program.

Give your address and I'll start the outreach near your beach home.

Give me your banking info or your venmo info and I'll send you the $300. They only catch is you cant use it for alcohol, illegal drugs or steroids.

Thats the deal.

But i can use your $300 to donate to my community outreach program"

Outreach program is for junkies and whores. 

Thats SAY A LOT, Dave, a lot.....

[dseiler]

The only asshole I have met is Lou. A huge disappointment and especially when nobody has anything good to say about him.

You have to wonder if his people skills are what prevented him from reaching higher in hollywood.

[Grape Ape]

Lots of low post count no0bs fighting in this thread.

[wes]

Just figured I`d post this if it helps to motivate anybody........if not,oh well I tried!!Keeping with the hardcore old school shit I`m going to get out of soon and back into more recent times/goings on.


An old article I wrote for a few websites back in the day....I used to write for 5-6 different sites on a monthly basis years ago.

Hardcore Gyms........A Thing Of The Past
by Tim Wescott

I'm about to say quite a bit about the sad state of affairs in most gyms today, and I know I will offend some people, but... too bad!

It makes me sad to see the gyms of today, and their participants, wandering around aimlessly from fancy machine, to fancy machine, in quest of something most of them don't know how to find.

I'm talking about learning how to achieve results, with their meager half-hearted efforts. Most of the people in gyms today don't have a clue why they are there, or what they are trying to accomplish.

Sure, Mary might want to lose some weight, but she usually doesn't have a clue as to how to go about it. I know this may sound harsh to some, but back in the day, newbies in the gym learned a lot from bodybuilders and more experienced lifters.

Bodybuilders and powerlifters are actually frowned upon these days in most gyms. It's a shame because these people should be used as inspiration, and watching them train could benefit a lot of people.

As far as giving them a clue as to what intensity level is required to actually get results from their training... Gyms back in the seventies and eighties, were really gyms, and not fluffy, frilly, "Fitness Centers," trying to pass themselves off as gyms. People worked together in pursuit of their goals, and learned from each other.

Today's Gyms:

Today's gyms, and I use the term loosely, are too caught up in making money, and could care less about their clients progress, or lack of progress, as is usually the case.

There's too many people that don't have clear-cut goals, and know nothing about training, even though there are "personal trainers" at most gyms.

 Personal Trainers:

The sad part is a lot of the personal trainers I've seen know very little themselves, and most look like they can't get out of their own way. If you are going to train people, at least look like you train a little yourself. I call these half-@ssed personal trainers, "professional rep counters," as that's about all they are doing that is correct, in their approach to training clients.


 Fad Fitness Items:

Another thing I find ridiculous today is fad fitness items.

Swiss Balls, rubber tubing, medicine balls, and TV sets, are a bunch of junk, that should be kept out of a serious gym. Do you really believe that doing crunches on a big blue ball, is any better than doing them on a floor, or a bench?

Stabilizers come into play more with the Swiss Balls some would say.

Stabilizers also come into play when squatting like an animal for 20 reps, with a heavy weight, but that's too much like work. I guess I'm just "old fashioned," but give me a gym full of sweaty, hard working animals, who are hungry to grow, and make progress, any day.

Squatting Will Work Your Stabilizers Just As Well As Any Ball Crunch.


Quiet Please:
 
Today if you lift anything remotely heavy, or make the slightest grunt while squeezing out a hard rep, you get asked to tone down the noise. Don't even think of chalking your hands, you might get some on the spotless floor. What do these people think a vacuum cleaner was invented for?

Hardcore Gyms:
 
I've trained at 4 hardcore gyms, at different times, for years, places where you made progress, and other people in the gym were genuinely concerned about you making that progress. It was no-holds barred, all for the betterment of the guys working out. If you didn't train your @ss off, you were considered a wimp.

Sadly, it is getting increasingly harder to find a good ol' sweatshop type of gym, where results are demanded. Today I see people come to the gym religiously, every day, only to talk, roam around, use the same weight forever, usually one plate on some contraption, for months at a time, gab on their cell phones, or some other practice that has nothing to do with staying focused on their training. These same people wonder why they do not make progress.

Ask a typical trainee in today's gym why he or she does a particular exercise, and what part of the body that exercise is for, and they look at you like you asked them for their wallet.

I think if you're going to workout, then you should at least have a basic understanding of the exercises, and body parts they work. Maybe even sweating a little once in a while would be productive. I really miss the "old school" gyms, and the animals that inhabited them. You can take this rant with "tongue in cheek," but I won't.

Train Hard!

Conclusion:
 
I obviously (I hope), meant this article to be taken with a healthy dose of sarcasm, but I hope I opened people's eyes to the fact that they should ask questions at the gym (not while someone is training), and do a little research, before beginning their program. Learn about what you are doing, and you'll do it better.


EDIT:

I put that last part on their so as not to offend any of the pansy ass people that may have inhabited the sites I was writing for at those times!