And, while they're at it, they need to bring back Mr. Wrestling, too.

It wasn't quite a life-changing epiphany, but I had a cool thought a minute ago.

There oughta be a wrestler called the Virginia Creeper.

See, the selling point would be that he's from Virginia. And he, you know, creeps.

Also, like his namesake plant, his berries would be fatal to mammals, so he'd keep a bird close by (since birds feed off them).

And when he wrestles on TV, a fan would hold up a sign that would say, "Virginia Creeper Is Creepy."

But most importantly, he'd be from Virginia. And he … well, you know the rest.

It can't be any worse than The Boogeyman, an actual WWE character.

Update: You could probably also call any particular car that Ward Burton or Ricky Rudd is driving, or any Wood Brothers car, the "Virginia Creeper," which isn't an indictment of their driving abilities so much as it is that their cars have the speed and aerodynamics of garden slugs. "Well, the Virginia Creeper qualified in the back this week, but we'll try and use pit strategy to make us a top-20 car. As long as my gasman doesn't pour salt on my car, we should be fine."