Growing up in Atlanta during the 90s, Ted Turner had an incredible hold on my childhood. Between The Atlanta Braves on TBS, and Monday Night Nitro on TNT, I learned basically everything I knew about the battle between Good and Evil through Turner programming. I witnessed the Rise and Fall of the NWO, Sting go from colorful, to white, to red, and saw Goldberg’s 173-0 winning streak. I even saw the infamous “Fingerpoke of Doom” live in the Georgia Dome with my own two eyes (a terrible site, and included on a long list of sports blunders I’ve seen in that arena). My tenure as a wrestling fan was towards the tail end of the Monday Night Wars, which is commonly agreed upon to be the decline of WCW. However, I wouldn’t trade those memories for the world.