Thank you for joining us today, dear listeners, in another installment of old men be fucking crazy. John L. Burns craved violence, and it just kept seeming to escape him. Then he saw an opportunity and took it, getting to fight in a pretty unique way. And held his own. Dude definitely peeled back a few caps that day. Then lived to tell the tale. Even got a poem written about him by Bret Harte, before him and Owen went off to wrestle in the WWF I guess. Anyway, old dude was a badass, so enjoy!