“It was burning me out starting at seven in the morning and not getting home till eight at night,” Chase says. For the past four years she has catered to tourists visiting Palm Beach County hotels. That’s when she got the idea to start Tropical Florida Tours with its main excursions being to the Everglades. But when she asked if there were any tours to show her around, people said, “Huh?” When she quit wrestling and moved to Lake Worth in 1988, she thought she’d get into renting Jet Skis or something recreational. It’s named in honor of the Seminoles - Hallpatee is their word for alligator - but it is very much Luscious Liz’s village. Thank God, he didn’t get my whole hand.”)īut it’s worth it.
Got a hold of my finger down to the bone. (Note: As we went to press she had just been bitten. All she knows is that she’s going home in pain every night. “The good guy is getting beat, then he’s thrown from the ring but somehow summons the strength to come back in and win.” With Serpent she’s not sure who’s Brutus and who’s Popeye. To her, pro wrestling was little more than a Popeye cartoon. As an artist she had done a lot of performance art and that’s all professional wrestling really is. It’s not as farfetched as it sounds, she says. Then she made the move from nursing into wrestling. “In that order.”Ĭhase, a native of Seattle, studied art then nursing as a young woman. “Whenever a promoter wants to build up the house he brings in sheiks, freaks, geeks, midgets and girls,” Chase says. As “Luscious Liz,” a member of the Fabulous Moolah’s stable of girls, she wrestled from Atlanta to Tokyo. The fact that she was a professional human wrestler for eight years adds to the intrigue.
“But his mother-in-law has a show in the Everglades and the day before we were to start, her wrestler got bit and our guy took off to replace him.” A real Seminole had agreed to be the village’s resident wrestler. “I never intended to wrestle the alligator,” the 38-year-old Chase says. When tourists ask the inevitable question of how she ended up with the job of trying to get the 8-foot, 230-pounder in a head-lock, she simply replies, “I got stuck.”
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