Marty Wright, previously only known for having been cut from the 2004 series of Tough Enough for lying about his age, must have shown WWE officials something: he was invited to then-developmental promotion OVW in 2005 to train with the likes of future stars Mickie James, Aaron Damien Sandow Haddad and Franklin Bobby Lashley. In the ring, Wright was a handful of unhappy crap: but in the guise of the Boogeyman, he was utterly convincing as an utterly unconvincing monster babyface of the old school, complete with Darth Maul face paint and scary contact lenses, jerkily twerking his way to the ring through a dry ice haze while eating worms and smashing an oversized alarm clock over his head. His schtick was to magically appear to confuse and/or intimidate heel wrestlers with his surreal, vaguely threatening antics. If anyone attacked him, he would no-sell their offence and twerk at them some more. Injury prone, Wrights only major feuds were with Booker T and his wife Sharmell, and JBL and his fixer Jillian Hall, the latter notorious for a Pipers Pit segment where he would molest Hall with worms and finally bite off the (fake) growth on the side of her face, because ewww. His inability to work more than a basic five-minute match was his downfall, however. Depending on your point of view, hes either a testament to the power of self-belief in realising your dreams despite a crushing lack of talent, or a cautionary tale detailing how much a middle-aged man will humiliate himself trying to make it in a business that he has no aptitude for.
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