The Apple Doesn't Fall Far From The Tree: Dwayne Johnson Became A Wrestler Like His Dad

Date April 5, 2018

Dwayne Johnson, aka The Rock, wasn't always a movie star or pro wrestler. He was a tough street boy who looked up to his father for a path to follow in life. And Papa Johnson laid a good example for his son.


What was Dwayne's childhood like?

Right from his childhood days, Dwayne was famous for his sportsman capabilities. Born to a father of Canadian origin and a Samoan mother, he was a member of the school's track and field and wrestling teams.


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As he was growing up, wrestling was always a part of his life; he loved wrestling. Dwayne Johnson's father was legendary wrestler and Hall of Famer, Rocky Johnson. And his maternal grandfather, the Samoan High Chief Peter Maivia, was also a great wrestler and was the U.S. Tag Team Champion.

He chose to be a wrestler like his father

With the combination name of his grandfather's and father’s ring names, Johnson made his WWF debut as Rocky Maivia, and he was also given the nickname "The Blue Chipper." Dwayne won many matches and championships against his fellow wrestlers, some of whom were as prominent as The Brooklyn Brawler, Triple H, etc. However, his stint as a wrestler was not the smoothest one in his life.

He faced many challenges and got into feuds with some of the most popular names of the wrestling world, such as The Undertaker, Hulk Hogan, Rikishi, John Cena, Vince, and many more.


Eventually, Dwayne’s amazing wrestling skills combined with this innate charisma and speaking abilities won him millions of fans and product endorsements, before he finally got the opportunity to work in Hollywood.

Bought my dad a Christmas gift and surprised him. He's had a hard life. This one felt good. My dad, Rocky Johnson is a minimalist. Always has been. Never asks me for much and over the years his needs are always the barest. Crazy story, my dad's dad died when he was 13yrs old. That Christmas, my dad's mom had her new boyfriend over for Christmas dinner. Her boyfriend got drunk and pissed on the turkey. My dad went outside, got a shovel, drew a line in the snow and said if you cross that line I'll kill you. The drunk crossed it and my dad laid him out cold as a block of ice. Cops were called. They told my dad's mom that when her boyfriend regains consciousness, he's gonna kill your son so one of them has got to go. In front of the entire family, my dad's mom looked at him and said get out. He was 13yrs old and now homeless. That f*cked up true story happened in Amherst, Nova Scotia, Canada in 1954. He needed the bare minimum then, just like does now. Over the years, I've moved him into a big home, got him trucks to drive - which he'll literally drive into the ground until I get him something else. Hell, I'll get him anything he wants, but the SOB just won't ask;). Every Christmas, I always think about that story and my dad having every odd stacked against him at 13, but he fought thru it and still made something of himself. Makes me appreciate his struggle and hard work. Also, makes me appreciate the fun times he would beat my ass in the gym so bad when I was 13 and say "If you're gonna throw up, go outside.. and if you're gonna cry, then go home to your mother". I hated it then, but I embrace it now. Made a man outta me. Without pissing on my turkey. ????????????. Just a small way of saying thank you dad and Merry Christmas! #DwantaClaus????????

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