Eric Bischoff - Personal Life

Personal Life

Before getting into professional wrestling, Bischoff had a number of occupations. He owned a successful landscape construction company, worked as a veterinary assistant, competed as a professional kickboxer, and ran a butcher shop, where he sold meat via van delivery. Hulk Hogan would famously refer to this time in his life during his heel promo at the end of the 1996 WCW pay-per-view event Bash at the Beach in Daytona Beach, Florida, saying, "If it wasn't for Hulk Hogan, Eric Bischoff would still be selling meat from a truck in Minneapolis."

Bischoff also appeared in a training video for bank loan officers that covered prohibited lending practices.

Today, Bischoff lives in Cody, Wyoming, with his wife of 25 years, Loree, and his two children, son Garett (born April 20, 1984) and daughter Montanna (born November, 1985). Garett, under the ring name Jackson James, made his debut for TNA Wrestling on November 7, 2010, as a referee at Turning Point.

On May 5, 2011 Eric Bischoff has announced (via Twitter), that he was starting a brewing company in his hometown. Their first beverage, called Buffalo Bill Cody Beer, has the phrase "The Spirit of the Wild West" attached to it. Eric also tweeted that he had been working at this project for a couple of years.

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