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TIGER KHAN MOVIE UPDATE

 March 20, 2008

I am very happy to announce that the Tiger Khan documentary (Tentatively titled-  Tiger Khan- Fire in the Blood) is coming along great and we estimate a late Spring completion and Mid-July Manhattan screening. Produced and directed by Franco Frassetti and Evan Ginzburg.


Included in the film:

Original music

Animation

Rare in ring and interview footage with Tiger

Literally hundreds of rare photos & memorabilia for a montage

Interviews with many friends, family members and fellow wrestlers including Lanny “The Genius” Poffo

Wrestling & interview footage from the 9/07 Tiger Khan Memorial Card

Inclusion of Tiger’s Pro Wrestling Hall of Fame exhibit

 

We will keep you posted and sincerely appreciate your support, friendship, and involvement in this project.

Evan Ginzburg

www.evanginzburg.com

www.wrestlingthenandnow.com

 

 

THE TIGER KHAN MEMORIAL PAGE AT: www.evanginzburg.com

 

> TIGER KHAN MOVIE UPDATE
> Nearly 300 photo montage completed for film
> Theme song "Fire In The Blood" by Ansel Matthews (www.anselmatthews.com)
> written specifically for film and recorded
> Voice-over narration by Evan Ginzburg recorded
> Director Franco Frassetti currently in editing process- hopes to finish by
> Spring
> THANK YOU AGAIN TO EVERYONE WHO CONTRIBUTED AND MADE THIS FILM POSSIBLE-
> THIS IS GOING TO HAPPEN!

LISTEN HERE TO 6/27/07 on Evan Ginzburg’s Legends Radio- Tiger Khan Tribute

 

Tiger Khan Tribute on 1st Anniversary of his death

 

Guests include:

Ross Hart

Bobby Bold Eagle

Wrestler Eric Adamz

 

Just click on link below…

 

http://www.riotradionetwork.com/shows/el062707.mp3

 

Archived 24/7 at www.riotradionetwork.com, www.evanginzburg.com, and www.wrestlingthenandnow.com message board.

 

 
 
VISIT THE TIGER KHAN EXHIBIT AT THE PRO WRESTLING HALL OF FAME MUSEUM IN AMSTERDAM, NEW YORK (Info: www.pwhf.org). Remember to support the Pro Wrestling Hall of Fame

I want to thank for the nice tribute for my student Marlon Kalki(Tiger

Khan). I read it and broke down crying. I miss Marlon more than my other

trainees. Marlon came to my school with his dad and right away I liked him. His dad was a very nice fellow and I liked both so much I trained him for free.

I never accepted a cent from Marlon because he was very dedicated. Many

times I hurt him and roughed him up to see if he had the toughness in him, but at the next session on Saturday there was that famous smile waiting for me to rough him up some more. He was a fantastic pro wrestler and I adored him like my own kid. God bless him and I hope that he’s sitting in Heaven on God’s side.

I want to thank you again and thanks for the nice tribute.

 

                                         Bobby Bold Eagle

                             WWF/NWA World Junior Heavyweight Champion

 

Dear Evan,

I have just recently learned about the death of Tiger Khan, and I saw that you had a tribute page for him. That is a fine and decent thing to do. My name is Blaine DeSantis, and for about 8 years I was the owner and promoter of Pennsylvania Championship Wrestling (PCW) based out of Reading, PA.

During that time I was fotrunate to work with many fine Indy stars, and I remember getting Marlon's tape in the mail. His throwback foreign heel gimmick was great, and he was a fine worker for his age - I met him in his mid-20's if I am not mistaken. I brought him down to Reading for a match and was quite impressed. At the time he was not with Stampede, and was back working indy shows in the area. I thought his charisma and work were good enough that I decided to put the belt on him, and on Nov. 21, 1997 he defeated our top face champion, Cheetah master, for the title. He worked a great match that night, and he had some fine matches with then Indy worker Lance Diamond.

He drew tremendouse heat with his characterization, and when I look back on his matches they were filled with fine work and execution. I remember getting a call from Marlon back in 1998 and he advised me he was leaving to go back to Calgary. He thought this was his ticket to the big leagues. So, it was decided that he would drop the strap before he left and he had another fine match wehn the belt was moved to Julio Sanchez.
A year or two later I got a call from Marlon, and we spent about 15 minutes chatting about things. I think he was back East again, on a vacation or break, and he was heading back to Calgary. He sounded excited and I was always happy to touch base with him since he was just a pleasure to talk to.

I left the business a few years later, and also retired from my full-time job as an attorney, moved down to South Carolina a forgot about my past life as a promoter and with PCW. But, once this business gets into you it is sometimes impossible to forget it. That brought me back to looking at some of the old-time wrestling websites, and then I got to discover about Tiger's death. I was just saddened to read about it, and just wanted to drop you a note. He certainly has not been forgotten by his friends.

Blaine DeSantis

Well to start off I must say this is better late than never but it is good for me to know that I am still thinking of this.

Last week a good friend and a great wrestler joined the list of the many to leave us all way too soon. Tiger "Mahatma" Kahn was found dead at the age of 33.

In the brief time I got to know Tiger I was always thankful that I did. Always, and never did I forget the things that he taught me and never could I forget how good of a person that he was. He always had a way to make people smile, even if he was saying the meanest thing in the world to you.

I met Tiger when I first started with Stampede Wrestling right around 6 years ago. I was lucky enough to travel on the road with him for a few week long tours here and there over the summer when I was first breaking in.  He really took me under his wing and taught me important things to know that every wrestler should learn but a lot nowadays don’t. These are the things you learn in the locker room or in the van. Basically what the training camps don’t teach you.

Without Tiger Kahn, who knows where I would be today because I have witnessed what happens to the people who never learn these things and really it is never good.

I have missed Tiger over the past few years not seeing him. He was really one of those guys who it was hard to ever be down around because he always had an infectious smile and personality.

All my regards to his family and loved ones. He was a truly great human being and I know he will be deeply missed by many, many people not to mention the great sadness it brings to my own heart to know I will never get to laugh with a good friend like him again. Rest in Peace my friend.

APOCALYPSE

 

12/25/06

 

Hello, my name is Kevin.

 

I used to wrestle on the indies as Dr. Hurtz.

 

I was reading thru www.WrestlingClothesline.com news today and saw the 06' list of those we lost. I was HORRIFIED to see Marlon on that list!!

 

I had retired from active competition in the fall of 01' but I continued to work for Don Bucci and his Phoenix Wrestling in South Jersey as a locker room agent.  It was there that I really got a chance to get to know him personally.

 

What a great guy he was.  I also met his mom and adored her as well.  In June of ’02 I had a one night comeback in a tag match.  It was one month prior that Marlon attacked me in the ring to set up the angle for this BIG tag match, LOL!!

 

I teamed up with Joe Gunns and took on Marlon and his partner, The Prophet.  I was a little rusty but there was something so special about that match. Marlon and I worked so well together, like we had been facing each other for years!  I was so blown away at how well we pulled off this match being I hadn't had a match in almost a year.  Afterwards, Marlon almost begged me to come out of retirement so we could run a program/feud with each other.  I had to decline and I remember him telling me, “Dude, you’re messing up something historic!  We could have some awesome matches.  Our chemistry is great! " 

 

He meant all of this in the nicest way possible.  He actually made me feel bad that I didn’t come out of retirement.  All in all, he was one of, if not the nicest professionals I ever came across!

 

It hurts me to think that someone so special is no longer with us, and moreso that no one told me when it happened.  I know this is belated, but please wish all his friends and family my condolences.

 

He will be truly missed in my heart!!

 

RIP Marlon!!!

 

KEVIN GLENN
AKA “DR. HURTZ”

 

 R.I.P. TIGER KHAN...
 

TIGER KHAN RADIO TRIBUTE FEATURING:

 

  • DR. MIKE LANO- WRESTLING JOURNALIST/PHOTOGRAPHER
  • WWE HALL OF FAMER LUSCIOUS JOHNNY VALIANT
  • JOURNALIST JEFF ARCHER
  • INDIE MANAGER JOHNNY DIAMOND
  • FORMER WRESTLER BLACK SHEEP

 

EVAN GINZBURG’S LEGENDS JULY 10, 2006

 

E.G.: This is Evan Ginzburg with another edition of Evan's legends. I’ve done radio for about sixteen years on WBAI-FM before moving to fantalklive.com, and generally it has been a joy. However, tonight is a sad occasion as I have to announce the passing of a friend and brother in Tiger Khan. We have a series of remarkable guests including WWE Hall of Famer Johnny Valiant. Our first guest tonight is Dr. Mike Lano. He's a photographer, journalist, and doctor:

 

M.L.: I was really hit hard by this. Tiger was obviously your friend; I did what I could from 3,000 miles away. It's like one of our own passing away; every couple of months we seem to have a wrestler under the age of thirty-five dying.

 

E.G.:  As a doctor, what is your take on this?

 

M.L.:  Well it's hard because he was such a nice guy; I had the pleasure of talking to Tiger every couple of months. He was a kid with his whole life ahead of him, who felt the pressure of having to get bigger to succeed. I think WWE should go away for two years and come back clean.

 

E.G.: Marlon was one of my dearest friends. This is a terrible tragedy. I don't want to make the whole show about the steroid issue, but drugs were involved unfortunately...

 

M.L.: There was the Duggan/Iron Sheik incident in 1987, and more recently the Sabu/ Rob Van Dam drug bust. A lot of wrestlers turn to pot to handle the pain of eighteen hour plane rides and drives, the incredible pressure in the business to stand out of the pack. The wrestling community really needs to do a better job of taking care of its own.

 

E.G.: Wrestlers tell me that they are constantly in pain. Johnny Valiant tells me it's not such a good life. Broken marriages, drug addictions...I want to tell people that it's (steroids) not worth dying for. Guys who are clean like Nikolai Volkoff, Johnny Valiant, Lanny Poffo and Greg "The Hammer" Valentine are still wrestling today because they avoided the temptation.

 

M.L.: In the 1960's and 1970's Bobo Brazil and Mil Mascaras never did drugs. Lou Thesz and Al Costello wrestled for seven decades; Fred Blassie was one of the most entertaining performers of all time. Today most people last one to two decades.

 

E.G.: The common misconception is that steroids are the only way you can build yourself up to that level.

 

M.L.: Sailor Art Thomas had Superstar Billy Graham's body without the use of drugs. The smaller guys in the territories today feel the pressure to be big to get noticed by TNA and the WWE. Pressure sets in like with Louie Spicolli, Brian Pillman, Art Barr...

 

E.G.: All your friends…

 

M.L. Yes. It’s almost like you don’t want to make any more friends in wrestling because you lose so many of them. There have been fifty seven deaths of wrestlers under the age of thirty seven in the past three years. It's unnatural for a thirty-three year old to have heart-failure and die in his sleep. If this was happening in baseball there would be a tremendous outcry.

 

E.G.: I remember Eddie Guererro openly sobbing on my WBAI show three weeks after Art Barr's death, and now with Tiger...something really needs to be done. What's pathetic is that the fans actually get angry when the New York Post's Phil Mushnik says there is a drug problem.

 

M.L.: Phil has guts. Both members of Public Enemy are gone. Now with the new ECW, half of its old roster is dead. Tiger was a great worker. Bruce Hart called him a consummate professional, a world class talent. He main-evented all over the Calgary territory versus Sabu. I hope his memory is never forgottten. Nothing in wrestling can give back what we have lost. The nicest guys always seem to be the ones to go.

 

E.G.: We want someone to learn from this.

 

M.L.: Tiger always did stuff for other people…

 

E.G.: Johnny Devine on Slam wrestling said just that. My condolences to his friends and family. And to some young wrestler listening to this show, it can happen to you.

 

 

E.G.: We have a true legend on the line in WWE Hall of Famer and two time tag team champion, Johnny Valiant. What is your take on Tiger Khan’s death having worked with him and knowing him on a personal level?

 

J.V.: I'm not the happiest guy. We lost a good friend. In one of his last matches he was managed by the Iron Sheik against a wrestler I was managing. I had the pleasure of knowing him when he broke in with Johnny Rodz at Gleason's Gym in Brooklyn. He was a damn good athlete. It didn't surprise me that he moved up in the ranks quickly. The last time I saw him in Jersey, I figured he was basically on his way. Knowing full well a guy can't get booked three times a week anymore, to be a good worker one needs to enhance one's experience by working nightly shows. Tiger would have fit in years ago. Now there is only one place to go (WWE). He needed just a bit more seasoning. He was a good kid. He came to see my live one man shows and he wasn't arrogant at all. With a personality such as his, I always gave him my two cents. I was astonished to hear of his death. I know that he didn't achieve what he wanted to but at least he went everywhere and tried. Who's to say what goes on inside anybody? Tiger was a good man.

 

E.G.: It seems the young wrestlers will do anything to make it in this business. But give us an idea of life on the road.

 

J.V.:  It's like the old adage, don't pray for what you want, you just might get it. I've seen major stars start from a humble beginning to become larger than life. Some can handle it but not others. Unless you're a mature person you don't know that it is not important what you earn, but what you save. The higher-ups can decide to get rid of you at a moments notice. It eats away; everyone wants to stay on top as long as they can. Luck and talent only goes so far. Living out of suitcases every night is a humbling existence. Fame is very addictive. For every light in Broadway, there is a broken heart. People may be physically capable of being a wrestler but not psychologically. It's a crazy business- why would anyone want to? But wrestling was Tiger's world. This is a painstaking way to pay tribute to a friend.

 

E.G.: The message for young aspiring wrestlers is to have a plan B. Be prepared for the best and the worst. What was difficult for Tiger was that he was great in the ring, but couldn't handle having a nine to five job. He didn't have a plan B.

 

J.V.: The higher ups can pull the plug, injuries and illnesses can happen.

 

E.G.: Ric Flair is an exception; most guys in their fifties are no longer wrestling.

 

J.V.: Flair still looks great and can still perform. He's still close to his prime.

 

J.V.: Not long ago Tiger drove us to a show in New England. What a happy go lucky guy, not a care in the world. He came to see my show then drove back, dropped me off, then you. Evan, did he say he was driving to Atlanta by car? Is he a Delta pilot? That's the thing- when you're young you have no fear. Maybe it's the way to be. I don't care what you say about Flair, Hulk Hogan...I'd rather be lucky than good any day of the week.

 

E.G.: Tell the listeners about wrestling a few weeks back...out of retirement...

 

J.V.:  At age 59 1/2, I was called by Dino Sanna to come to Gilbertsville, Pa. It was a country town; I did an autograph session in Allentown first.  The place was somewhat packed

There was a huge outdoor flea market, a little convention and conference area with chairs that held a couple of hundred fans. I wrestled a young fellow in his early thirties; we had a damn good 7 to 8 minute match. After driving to Pittsburgh, I thought about how many Saturday nights I had done this, and said to myself it's just now & then, it's not a comeback. I know what I can and can't do, younger wrestlers push themselves too much and tragedies happen. I still like the good old days with clearly defined faces and heels better than today’s pyro, Vince McMahon kiss my ass club, and all the bathroom humor. I'm glad I'm not asked to do any of that stuff. Fortunately I don't have to. I'm not rich, but I am satisfied with most of my life, one booking after another. A nice life chapter after chapter.

 

E.G.: One last question. You built yourself up as a teenager the old school way at the YMCA. Tell the younger wrestlers it can be done without steroids and give a quick tip or two...

 

J.V. I started lifting at age 14-15, after seeing Bruno Sammartino and Johnny Valentine on TV. Bruno said to do squats, stairs, he never mentioned steroids...overeating, lots of rest, three to four days per week and you would be surprised by the results. Some of the best wrestlers didn’t do steroids, I don't condone it.

 

E.G.: How much weight did you gain from exercise?

 

J.V.:  I am six feet tall, and I went from 180 lbs. in high school by eating tons of chicken and mushrooms at buffets to about 235 lbs. The original Sheik had me setting up rings; I met the Mighty Igor who never took steroids. Al Costello taught me to do the breast stroke in the pool in addition to weights. Those are the people I looked up to growing up.

 

E.G.: Do the math: 180 to 235 drug free.

 

J.V.: No short cuts, do it the real way. Do something that someone can't take away from you.

 

E.G.: Thank you, Johnny, I know it would mean a lot to Tiger. Check out Johnny Valiant and all his upcoming events at www.johnnyvaliant.net.

 

 

E.G.: On the line we have indie manager Johnny Diamond. Tell us how you met Tiger.

 

J.D.: Eight or nine years ago when I first got started, I met Tiger. He was always cracking a joke, he made it an easy fit, smooth to work with. He did a Gladiator Championship Wrestling show; we played heels, the fans spit and cursed at us. Tiger's opponent was Frankie Starz who has since moved to Florida, gotten married and has kids. It's unfortunate we don't get to socialize in this business. Tiger moved all around the country. He did conventions in churches with me and Candido. I've lost so many friends. When I heard about Tiger from Mambo King, I thought he was pulling my leg. A kid like Tiger who never had a bad word to say about anybody. I met him through you and Johnny Valiant. There aren't too many people like Tiger in this business. He never complained. I still can't believe it; I had a heart scare myself a few years ago. He was only 33.

 

E.G.: Mambo wants to do a memorial card. Listeners check-out tigerkhantribute.com. Jeff Archer is going to do a small book on Tiger.

 

J.D.:  The rest of the world doesn't understand how much love there is in this business.

 

E.G.: I've had 250 pound wrestlers crying on the phone over Tiger. What's your take on what happened to him?

 

J.D.: After my heart-attack I slowed down, it’s the stress. Traveling. Keeping up the pace. It takes a lot when you also have a nine to five job and a private life. You’re never satisfied and always worried if you missed a spot, etc. No sport is clean. I take losses in wrestling very hard, like they were one of my brothers. He had such as sparkling career ahead of him and he accomplished a lot.

 

E.G.: Thanks for coming on Johnny. I also want to acknowledge the support of wrestler Eric Adams from Gleason’s, Mark Bujan, a wrestling historian who I know listens, Chris Michaels...

 

 

On the phone we now have Jeff Archer, author of over six books including "Theater in a Squared Circle". Tell us about your friendship with Tiger.

 

 J.A.: It was a human friendship. I'm not a wrestling expert, I'm a sociologist. When I first met him he was very humble, and it wasn't false. Over the years I'd get a call out of nowhere from him for up to an hour.

 

E.G.: What made you choose to write about Tiger?

 

J.A.:  He had an interesting story. He had the desire; he loved to wrestle.

 

E.G.: Tell us about the times you met...

 

J.A.:  My book premier weekend in San Diego we gave him a different guise as an Iraqi general. He yelled "Shut up you stupid American trash!" He was mean for like two seconds then said "Hi, I'm Tiger Khan." Bryan Walsh brings that up a lot of the time. He told all the wrestlers present that he hoped to accomplish as much as they had.

 

 E.G.: You did a powerful website article on his death.

 

 J.A.: He had no racism or prejudice; he was a "universal man" of many cultures. My website is www.malcolmlagouche.com. Everything good in humanity was in Tiger. I spoke to him about politics 8 to 10 of the last days of his life. He was done with wrestling; he had finally gotten it out of his system. I like the food, Chapatti. You can't get it in California so he sent a huge box in the mail one day. You always got that call from him.

 

E.G.: In your article you mention some of his destructive habits. What was you're purpose in doing that?

 

J.A.: To show everyone has faults. I asked you how you felt when Davey Boy Smith died. You said he was a great wrestler. When Tiger died you said you were devastated. You knew him. Hundreds knew him. I got my point across.

 

E.G.: It's a difficult thing. You don't want to hurt the family, but if one wrestler learns from this then maybe some good will come out of this tragedy.

 

J.A.: His parents agreed with me. This wasn't dirty laundry, it was his life. I've seen people that were on the same things as him, it's devastating.

 

E.G.: I also was very torn.

 

J.A.: But I wasn’t torn. There’s nothing to hide. My piece took me thirty minutes. My readership is international. I've gotten tons of responses on the piece regarding the loss of a friend; it was a human interest piece.

 

E.G.: It took me two days to write 1,200 words, it was one of the most painful things I've ever written. It's heartbreaking.

 

J.A.: Ironically baseball hasn't even addressed it yet. The same thing is going to happen.

 

E.G: There is a lot of denial, thinking that it can’t "happen to you". There is more to life than getting on a WWE card; it's just not worth it.

 

J.A.: Cycling (of steroids) is bullshit; it's just like an alcoholic. In the 80's it wasn't illegal. How many people have been affected? Roid rage? Physically? If Kowalski was on roids, he probably wouldn't still be around. This stuff has been around since the sixties. A few years ago people were getting smaller, now it's open season. Look at some of the guys on TV bigger than ever. Angle pushes himself due to ego. For months he didn't go to a doctor. He was wrestling with a broken neck. They're afraid to miss time due to injury. It’s pressure. Tiger called WCW in Atlanta. Rented an apartment there. They wouldn’t let him in. He called Walter (Kowalski), who called on his behalf and they still wouldn’t let him in. I can see the rejection leading to drinking, even to cocaine, from years of disappointment.

 

E.G. Thank you Jeff, and my condolences on your loss as well. We’ll keep the fans updated on your fall card in San Diego

 

 

E.G.: We're back with our tribute to the late great Tiger Khan. Our last guest is Rich, known as the Black Sheep, one of Tiger's long-time friends. Tell us how you met.

 

B.S.: He was a great guy, a generous person. We met at age sixteen at Bobby Bold Eagle's wrestling school at Gleason's Gym in Brooklyn. Marlon was a skinny sixteen year old who came in with his father. We thought it would be his only shot, so we laid it on hard and he enjoyed it! He broke out of his own shell; he would give you the shirt off of his back.

 

E.G.: Recollection of matches?

 

B.S.: In UCW, which was based out of Queens, we were given an opportunity to create the Animal Kingdom. Marlon was UCW's right hand man. Over the years some of us didn't get the opportunity to continue. Marlon was the only one besides the Shark Attack Kid to reach a higher level. We had a lot of fun, and weren’t held back. The crowd really took to Marlon; he had one of the best heel gimmicks. He made good friends and connections, and then headed to Calgary where he headlined. The Harts really took it bad; he was a locker room leader.

 

E.G.: They did a ten bell salute on the Calgary site. You were a wrestler for several years, what made you decide to leave?

 

B.S.: Bills! I worked on Wall Street from nine to five, and I didn't have the skills or the option to make the needed sacrifices to make it to the next level. I have a family to support. I can tell you that at that point in my life (the late 80's/ early 90's) it wasn't what you knew, but who you knew. I'm thankful I'm not broken down but I still wouldn't trade it for anything. I still have my boots in the garage, and ask my wife “maybe?” She looks at me like - "What are you, crazy?!" There is something there when you perform in front of any crowd; it gets in your blood.

 

E.G. And Black Sheep is talking about a Fall Memorial show for Tiger as well…Thanks to all my guests for their part in remembering and honoring a great person who will never be forgotten, Tiger Khan, and maybe we’ll make the Tiger Khan radio tribute an annual show. I love you Marlon…

 

Tiger Khan & Friends- Calgary Stampede Wrestling
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WRESTLER CHARLES "GUILLOTINE" LeGRANDE ON TIGER KHAN

 

Two days ago I heard that Marlon had passed away. The intial shock of hearing this left me a bit speechless, but as it has settled into my mind- I find there are words I'd like to share.

UCW was the first promotion I ever worked for and I got my spot there in a pretty unorthodox way. I had only been training to wrestle for about 3 weeks (which not many people at the time knew), when suddenly I was wrestling almost every weekend for UCW. I mostly worked the opener with a guy named Herman. So on any given Saturday night you could see myself vs WarPath (or Puerto Rican Heatwave depending on which gimmick
Herman wore that night).

I was fortunate in that while I did not have any formal wrestling training to speak of, I had the smarts to keep my eyes and ears open and my mouth shut... I had the benefit of a booker like Bruce Hart and guys in the locker room like Jim Neidhart, Chris Chavis and Tommy Cairo- all of whom would watch
my matches each night and tell me what I was doing right and wrong.. and I also had the support of everyone in the lockerroom- including Marlon.

Watching Marlon work each night was a lesson in itself. He was one of those workers who had that innate ability to make every little thing he did so incredibly meaningful in the ring. While he was the same age as me- he was someone I admired greatly.   
 
I owe a great deal to a great many people for helping me along in those early days. There were lessons learned along the way that stayed with me, and it was Marlon who left an impression in the way in which he carried himself both in the ring- and , as is often overlooked in wrestling today, in the lockerroom.

Tiger was a standout on the card each night- but he didnt walk around like a superstar. He had the greatest look and at times the most amazing ring entrance you could fathom- but you knew if he had no music or robe he'd go out and still capture the audience- and work just as hard. He greeted everyone and thanked everyone and looked them in the eye- because he knew that every person in that lockerroom was important. He knew that a wrestling show was more than his match and that getting himself over would be meaningless if his opponent did not get
over as well. He was generous and always- ALWAYS- a professional.

As years went on and I continued in wrestling, I saw less and less of this in most lockerrooms. It saddened me as wrestling began to change, and I know it saddened Tiger as well.

I parted ways with UCW (which is a nice way of saying I was fired- and I STILL have my termination letter!), but built upon the foundation that Bruce Hart and UCW began for me- finding my way onto a good number of independent wrestling shows throughout the Northeast. I was plugging along- gaining little ground with the internet but gaining a good reputation within the business as a solid heel who could get your babyface over and put the show before himself. Bookings were picking up, but life's
realities often got in the way of dreams. Through the years, small successess would often give way to frustration. I felt stuck in what was becoming a thankless world of Northeast independent wrestling (who I contend are the worst and most spoiled wrestling fans in the world) when I got a call from my good friend Larry McKenny. Larry had just returned from Calgary where he worked a few shots for Bruce Hart in Stampede.
"Marlon's out there. Him and Bruce said if you can get yourself to Calgary- youve got a spot there."

Just knowing that Bruce and Marlon left that door open for me left me feeling like all the weight of my frustrations had been lifted. Life's realities however would not permit me to take that offer- but the sentiment stayed with me as an inspiration.

My character developed further and along with it, I began to gain recognition as someone who could put together strong matches.. strong finishes.. be a lockerroom leader.. and
eventually was given the book in a solid little company in Pennsylvania.
"You can bring in anyone you want so long as our budget allows it.", I was told.
My first thought, "I'd love to get a hold of Tiger."

Anytime anyone has ever asked me who I felt was underrated, or a star who should already be shining somewhere- Tiger Khan would be among the first, if not my primary mention. If I
had the book and a LIMITLESS budget- Tiger would STILL be one of the first names on my list.

I never stopped learning- even when functioning as a leader in what were now lockerrooms filled with guys often 10+ years younger than me. And one of the greatest classrooms I could have stepped into was the ECW lockerroom. The cohesion that existed there.. the desire from everyone to get the SHOW over- moreso than themselves.. and to give their all for each other and for their leader, Paul Heyman.. when these things were all functioning- made the ECW product a power and energy that may never be replicated. I had the honor of being a welcome guest in that lockerroom for the better part of a year. Tommy Dreamer would always tell me that one of these days he was going to put my name on the lineup. I'd tell him I was ready (while my insides always churned at the thought of him actually doing it; as I feared I would be far too weak for such a strong show). Nonetheless, I became a fixture there and was appreciative as very few people who werent on the payroll were allowed to roam where I did for so long.

It was at the Hammerstein Ballroom in Manhattan (the last ECW show there before WWE's takeover), where Marlon and I saw each other. He too was in the lockerroom- and while I knew the writing was on the wall for ECW- seeing Marlon there had me hoping even harder for a miracle. I knew that long before this night, Marlon had been offered a spot with ECW- but it was under conditions that Marlon was not comfortable with- so Marlon passed. But now he was there and I thought to myself, "Tiger
Khan in ECW- its about damn time!"

I kept these thoughts to myself though, instead playing catch-up with Marlon. I thanked him for whatever part he played in my invite to Calgary. I told him I had been following his career and
was always so proud to hear of his accomplishments. He told me he took pride in having heard my name around too. We both laughed at how nobody as green as I was should have ever been in that ring way back in the UCW days, and I thanked him again for never treating me with any less decency.
"I could tell back then you were smart,man. I knew things would click with you. You got a head for it."

The night ended and shortly after the ECW doors closed. I never saw Marlon again.

I went on to gain the attention of a Japanese company who would give me a spot as a manager/heel refereee for the better part of two years. I knew it wouldnt be forever- but it was enough for me to quit my regular job and live my dream- if only for a little while.

Now I would be hard-pressed to compare myself to Tiger Khan the worker..or even Marlon Kalkai the man, but I am thankful that like me, he got to live his dream- if only for a little while.

We will always miss you, Marlon. You left us way too soon.


Your friend,


Charles "Guillotine" LeGrande

 

WRESTLER PELLIGRO ON THE DEATH OF HIS FRIEND, TIGER KHAN

 

Why did I type Marlon’s name in the Google search engine this afternoon?

I just wanted to see what he had been up to lately, and that’s when I learned that he had passed away.

Call it intuition. Call it surreal. But I can’t believe my brother is dead.

I was in shock; I didn't believe it. I refused to accept it. Heck, I tossed it out thinking it was a joke. When I kept on searching, though, I saw those words repeated that he had passed away.

God, I thought about everyone involved in his life and his goal of pursuing his dreams. And yes, there were those many miles and trips that we took together all up and down the Northeast and in the Stampede mountains of Calgary.  I was wrestling alongside him or against him, and as terrible as I am at keeping tabs with old friends, the guilt hits me to know that they were trying to contact me about Marlon, but to no avail. And there’s the pain of knowing what his mother and father are going through. They were my second father and mother as they nurtured me and opened their homes with nothing but the utmost respect. Marlon and I would stay up late watching wrestling and waking up with wrestling.

I remember this 12 year old skinny kid walking in with his father to the school that Bobby Bold Eagle ran. I was in the business 5 years already after Bobby trained me and I took a liking to training the young guys. I remember the hard training and punishment I gave Tiger. And it was definitely inspiring to those that remember the intensity of those grueling hardcore workouts, because Tiger never complained. He listened and respected. And from there I knew he was destined to be more than anyone would ever expect.

Unfortunately, in this cold and sometimes unbearable world we call wrestling, great pure talent gets ignored and pushed to the side. It’s as if we are flea market items waiting to be picked up for mere pennies. Fortunately, with the trained eye though, an item is worth more than what the asking price is and becomes priceless as a collectible would be. Tiger knew that. Yes, and those that knew him knew that. But it was that frustration that plagued his life.

As I sit here still in denial- mad, angry, sad, and confused, all I can do is remember his life and how good he was and how good it was for others to be in his presence. "Tiger," your family and friends love you. The boys love you. And I love you. 

I'll see you up in Heaven, brother because you still owe me a rematch.

May God bless your soul, my friend.

ABE GUZMAN
”PELLIGRO”

 

WRESTLER ERIC ADAMZ ON TIGER KHAN

Interview by Evan Ginzburg 7/17/06

www.fantalklive.com Evan Ginzburg’s Legends

 

 

I was blessed to have a guy like Tiger Khan who helped me with my gimmick and work in the ring.

I’ve got to go back 11 years- about as long as I’ve known you now, Evan- when I was just a kid living in Astoria Queens. UCW- Ultimate Championship Wrestling started doing shows in my neighborhood at the Beer Garden at Bohemian Hall. And I got to see some great wrestling. One of the guys who really stuck out in my mind was Tiger Khan. There was just something about Tiger, how he wrestled, his style that drew me in, got to me; he was such a good heel he got that crowd ravenous. His matches were some of the best I’d seen outside of Madison Square Garden. So when I was training down at Johnny Rodz’s school, Marlon used to come down there a lot, working out and training, and he was one of those guys who gave me a good background on cooperation and how things work. Through the years, even when I moved down South, he was always on my side. And he took me and my big brother Richie on the road with him when he was teaming with Prophet. We did a bunch of tag matches and everything. He really helped me wrestling wise, psychology wise, and taught me how to handle myself in a locker room. The sad truth of the matter is, it’s not always just what you do out there in the crowd, but what goes on in that locker room…because if nobody likes you…

And I’ll be the first to admit I was a smartass. But Tiger would be the first to give you a pat on the back if you did right, and the first to kick you in the ass if you did wrong. Tiger Khan was one of those guys who loved this business, too. Regardless of Tiger Khan’s outside lifestyle, I can be the first to vouch for this, when I was 18 years old and impressionable as all hell in this business, when it was time to go to work…time to go to a show, he was never drunk, never hung over, never high or anything like that.  He was strictly business when it was time to go to work. And that’s why he was one of the best out there in this business. If anything can be learned from Tiger Khan’s life, learn what a true professional in this business is. Because when it was business time, time to go to the ring, Tiger truly was one of those guys. I’m friendly with guys like Jack Evans over in Calgary and they told me that when Tiger was working the promotion, he took a locker room full crew of young, green guys and took them to where they are now. Guys like Johnny Devine, who is in TNA now- a tremendous talent.

Time and time again I’ve been trying to finish this thing I’ve been writing for my DVD- I’m trying to do a  tribute on it to Tiger Khan. It’s the hardest thing in the world for me to do, because Marlon was that close to me. I still have on my cell phone a text message on it from him from a bunch of months ago. I’ll read it to you word for word. He said, “My Brother, you know if you ever need any help or you have any questions at any time, never be afraid to call me. You’ve really grown into a good kid and I’m very proud of you”- Marlon. That’s off my cell phone right now. I save that message. I’m thankful that in my lifetime I got to meet someone like Tiger Khan who was willing to help me like that. And there’s a whole crop of guys down at Johnny Rodz’s school in Brooklyn who are just as thankful that they met Tiger Khan. And that’s why I truly feel that if you look at these guys who are coming out of Johnny Rodz’s school thanks to the help of Tiger- that’s why there are so many great guys coming out of there. Tremendous wrestlers with good psychology and good ring ethic.

Don’t let this guy’s memory die because he was truly one of those guys that nobody ever had a bad thing to say about. That’s one guy who I’ll defend to the day I die talking about what a great guy he was. He genuinely was. And it’s a shame. I saw this thing on line and I called Evan. And from being on the indie scene, I’ve seen so many different guys named Tiger Khan. And I was like “This can’t be the Tiger Khan that I know. Please, don’t let this be Marlon.” I was scrambling through my phone book trying to find his new cell phone number. And then Evan gave me a call back and I was heartbroken. And I have no problem admitting I was crying on the phone with Evan. And I’ve said it over and over again and I’ll say it right now. This fucking sucks. He was truly a genuine friend. It sucks. I miss him and I’ll always love him to death and I just hope I can get to the same level he did in his career…

 

GOODBYE, MY FRIEND
R.I.P. TIGER KHAN (MARLON KALKAI) 1972-2006


BY: Evan Ginzburg

 

This may be the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write.

On Tuesday June 27 I checked my messages and heard the words I’ll never forget. “Evan, this is Lou (wrestler Falcon Coperis). I’m sorry, but I don’t know any other way to say this, so I’ll just go ahead and say it. Marlon’s dead. They found his body in California. Call me…”
Feeling like I had been punched in the face, I wanted to dismiss it as “just an Internet rumor.” Hey, hadn’t Scott Steiner “died?” And Paul Orndorff and Billy Graham before him?
Hell, even Paul McCartney was dead for a while back when I was a kid.

And wasn’t there at least one other wrestler using the moniker Tiger Khan?
I wasn’t going to allow this to be reality. I just wasn’t. Not my friend “Tiger.” Not the guy I traveled with up and down those many New York, New Jersey, Connecticut and Pennsylvania highways all those years as he pursued his dream. Not my buddy who I flew 3,000 miles with to a show in California. Not my “little brother” who I roamed the streets of Tijuana, Mexico with at 3AM on one of the countless evenings we enjoyed together. Not the rising star I proudly watched wrestle Jerry Lawler and Little Guido and Sabu and oh so many others.

So instead of dealing with a situation I just couldn’t handle, I lay down on my bed and took a nap that felt like the sleep of the damned.

When I got up I felt more tired than before. The horror of that call now hit me.

Was Marlon dead?

“Should I call Lou right now?” I pondered for what felt like the longest time.
”No!” I said to myself, dreading a confirmation.

I called journalist Jeff Archer who was also close to Tiger and who spoke with him regularly. At age fifty-seven, Jeff was a much older father figure to him. He helped guide Marlon through the tough times in his life, many of which involved his trying to make the transition from wrestling to the “real world.” For in the past few years, Tiger had grown disenchanted with a business that provided him with too many lies, too many bounced checks, and far too many disappointments. The WWE dark match tryout at the Meadowlands may have been the last straw. So close, but yet so far. Right there in the dressing room. In their ring. 16,000 fans. After that, his enthusiasm in the sport was almost cyclical. A few months of vowing to make it, juggling tours around the world and meaningless indie shots, but with even longer gaps where he didn’t want to be bothered.

Even though we all knew he wasn’t cut out to be a nine to fiver, Tiger had just moved to California in search of a job outside of wrestling. Residing a mere hour from Jeff, I thought that maybe he had heard “something,” while hoping against hope that he hadn’t.
Relaying the message to him, he told me the San Diego news had offered nothing on Tiger. But then he uttered the command I simply didn’t want to hear.

“Or course you have to call the guy back. Call him now.”
But what if it were true? How could I handle this? Hadn’t we shared each other’s dreams on those long road trips? Wasn’t I going to be a famous writer and Marlon was going to be a star in the WWE?

“When I make it Evan, I’m going to take you with me…you were always there for me.”
And I was. Whether it was publicity, small loans, or just keeping him company on a long ride to a show, I never said no to this friend with the brightest of smiles, a passion for life, and a personality that lit up a room.
How could I?
Bracing myself, I started to dial. I felt my heart race a little faster as my sinuses pounded away. I felt weary as I tried to summon up the strength to talk.

“Lou…it’s Evan…is it true?”
And it was.

Dead.

Marlon’s mom had told him herself. The Trinidadian mom I had met so many times. The mother who sat at his local matches in support of the child she loved so much. The mom who had me over their house for Christmas and other parties. The mom who, like myself, was now devastated.

Tiger. Marlon. Dead.

Suddenly hearing my voice start to break, I tried not to cry. I’m sure the pure shock of it was the only thing that helped me keep my composure.

A neighbor had found the body. He had gone to sleep and like so many other wrestlers before him, simply didn’t wake up. “It was probably a heart attack.”
He was thirty-three years old.

My blood pressure must have spiked because I suddenly felt light-headed. Hell, I knew Marlon partied. Hard at times. I once traveled hours with him to a show he wrestled on. Driving me all the way back to New York, he informed me that he was leaving right then to Atlanta for a party. Pointing to some pills that would keep him awake, he assured me he’d be fine.

But the last time I saw him some two months earlier in Manhattan, he wasn’t fine. Looking fat and bloated, I felt alarmed as that just wasn’t him. I asked Jeff to stay on top of him. But he had sounded happy recently when we had spoken. “I’m ripped, Evan. Back in shape. I feel good…” he exclaimed in that rapid fire, life-affirming tone of his.

But they had found “the body,” I reminded myself. This magnificent athlete, my beloved friend, had somehow become “the body.”

His sister called me the next day to discuss arrangements. Trying to piece together how this could have happened, we both “knew.” Like so many of his peers, Tiger had dabbled on and off with steroids. I had even had “the talk” with him. “I cycle on and off,” he explained, trying to alleviate my concern. He rationalized that he didn’t take the kind of doses that killed so many of our wrestling heroes.

Hanging up, she said, “Take care of yourself,” in a consoling manner. Hell, she was his sister. Shouldn’t I be consoling her? And knowing he was living “the wrestling lifestyle,” shouldn’t I have been firmer with him? Wasn’t I thirteen years older and a teacher by trade? Shouldn’t I have been the role model? An odd combination, this tough street kid who loved techno and clubbing, and this old school guy who woke up for work while Marlon was still out from the night before. But on several occasions, he’d say, “We’re going to go out drinking…” And he laughed that laugh of his. “I’m going to get you drunk, Evan…”
And although I’ve never, ever been a drinker, how could I not party with my buddy when he hit town again? Inevitably, instead of pulling him away from the table, I’d match him drink for drink.

A feeling of guilt suddenly overpowered me. But the whole thing still didn’t seem real. I thought back to how many times we wouldn’t see each other for months, and I’d look forward to hanging out with him again. He’d give me a big hug and tell me how much he’d missed me. And he’d always say, “I love you, man…”

And now a cremation was scheduled. Gone. Truly, totally, gone off the very face of this Earth.

Sitting on my beaten old couch with my face in my hands, my body suddenly felt out of control. Bent over, I started rocking back and forth and the tears started to pour. Hearing sobs that sounded far away, I realized they were my own.

All those dreams of his. Lost.

It suddenly hit me that I had work to do. Knowing that wrestling was what he had been most passionate about, I didn’t want his career to get short shrift. Rushing to the computer like a maniac, I began furiously writing a press release on his passing. I read it again and again, almost not wanting to send it out, because this would somehow make it “final.”

 

It is with the utmost sadness that I must announce that the body of my long-time friend Tiger Khan (Marlon Kalkai) was discovered in California recently. A former main-eventer for the legendary Calgary Stampede Promotion, this veteran was a world traveler, having appeared in Trinidad, England, Wales, Saudi Arabia, Lebanon, the U.S., and a variety of other stops. With his classic “foreign heel” gimmick, he’s faced such legends as Jerry Lawler, King Kong Bundy and Sabu.
I am providing these career highlights and interviews I have of him for those who want to cover his tragic passing in greater detail. Anyone desiring to reprint the materials can do so with my permission and appreciation. I thank you in advance for honoring a good human being who devoted much of his life to professional wrestling.
My condolences to his many friends, fans, and family.

 

Sending it out to my huge media and e-mail list, I hoped it would get him the press he deserved. Oddly, it felt like the old days, with me trying to garner my friend some good ink.

And it did.

The floodgates opened. Posted everywhere, the phone calls and e-mails didn’t stop for days.

Media from Canada called me for interviews about him. Tribute websites were being designed with some already up. A memorial card was agreed upon. A documentary featuring him was in the final stages of editing. And a book on his life was confirmed.
Yes, Tiger Khan was now, finally “over” in a big way.

How terribly sad.

Tiger was not only a friend but one of my heroes. He would fearlessly get in the ring with guys twice his size. And when a monster like Typhoon picked him up over his head and threw him over the top rope several feet through a table below, I’d just cringe. But Marlon would just shrug it off. Hell, he loved the rush. And flying into dangerous, exotic lands to wrestle, h