All these men can attest to the same fact - a champion wasn’t a champion until he came face to face with Abdullah the Butcher.Ī true independent, The Butcher would never stay in one place for too long, preferring to keep on moving to the next city in search of a bigger payday. The list of The Butcher’s rivals reads like a Hall of Fame itself - The Sheik, Harley Race, Bobo Brazil, Jack Brisco, Stan Hansen, Giant Baba. His ghastly wars with Bruiser Brody and Carlos Colón defined hardcore action decades before Paul Heyman’s Extreme Championship Wrestling exploded on the scene. He battled Andre the Giant in front of 25,000 fans in Puerto Rico and clashed with Hulk Hogan in Japan. If the money was right, Abdullah would be there. Within weeks, fans would be lined up down the block to witness The Butcher and profits would explode. The Madman would march into Texas or Quebec with his fork in hand and slice up a local hero like Terry Funk or Jacques Rougeau Sr. This unique appearance and the promise of bloodshed gave The Butcher the rare ability to “pop a territory.” In the days when sports-entertainment was mostly a regional attraction, a promoter could hire Abdullah to come to town and wreak havoc for a few months. In all this time, Abdullah's distinctive look has barely changed - his baggy judo pants hiked high above his bulging belly, his eyes mad and wandering like a schizophrenic, his forehead carved so deeply with scars that he can firmly insert quarters into the wounds like a coin slot. Whether he was competing in the grandest arenas of Japan or the dingiest high school gymnasiums in the Midwest, The Butcher attacked his opponents with an unmatched ferocity, jabbing at his victims with a rusted dinner fork and lunging at hapless spectators who dared to get too close to the monster. Internationally known as The Madman from the Sudan, the 400-pounder has terrorized opponents, officials and fans in rings across the globe for more than half a century. For the brutally vicious competitor known as Abdullah the Butcher, these words couldn't be more appropriate. It has been said that history is written in blood.