Chris Groz

This motherfucker right here. 100% brings it in every role. Can play the asshole, also funny as hell. Recognize him.

Super Sky Point to Ace Frehley. When I was in 1st grade, KISS felt like a supernatural force. Half men, half mythology, and 100% badassery. You simply can’t write the story of pop culture and music in the 70s without “The Space Ace.” Let’s put on Shock Me and light one up. #RIP

BREAKING: Ric Flair’s shoes cost more than your house.

As you watch Bo Jackson nail this guy at third with an absolute missile, please consider that he did this with a prosthetic hip. And I’m 99.9% sure he then says something pretty dang close to “Don’t you even try that, you motherfucker.”

Super Sky Point to Hulk Hogan, a man who revolutionized the pro wrestling industry twice. If you don’t remember Wrestlemania III, I can’t adequately explain what a cultural touchstone moment it was when he did the seemingly impossible by slamming Andre the Giant. He was the brightest light in a sky full of larger-than-life WWE stars. Years later, we saw that same childhood hero morph into the conniving “Hollywood” Hogan in WCW and his on-air villainy damn near put Vince McMahon and the WWE out of business. Monday nights became must-see television and it ushered in the attitude era. Wrestling’s popularity and mainstream acceptance ascended to new levels. Love him or hate him, or maybe he made you feel both emotions, Hulk Hogan was always relevant. He knew how to make you care. He put asses in seats and in front of tv screens. That was his job. And he was damn good at it. Whatcha gonna do, St. Peter, when the 24-inch pythons run wild on you? #RIP

Today in 1985, it felt like the entire world stopped for Live Aid. And with dozens of music legends filling the bill in both the U.S. and U.K., Freddie fucking Mercury went out there and stole the show.