Boxing From a Confused Girl

first let's all understand that my interest in sports is probably

non-existent but I have been exposed to it

from my father's love of baseball

to years of championship wrestling that makes one wonder

  

I know only women question the very existence of sports

but hey men don't get shoe shopping

so we're even right?  right!

  

For weeks my wonderful husband has been talking

about the fight as though he had placed a large bet and needed

to watch so he sweetly convinced me

to spend Saturday night at our neighborhood bar and grill

so we could see this fight....

 

first of all, bar stools are rarely comfortable after an hour

and why should they be when after that time you generally fall off

as one man did last night as his stool went backwards

give the man another brew baby!!

 

well the food was great, we sat at a bar table with a trucker

from Montana no less

as the bar started to fill, and fill and fill and holy

sweet mother how many people can you fit in a very large

sports bar?

 

Well we settle in, order a calzone for dinner and it is seven o'clock

let the fights begin...the stool still is tolerable

then as ten o'clock starts to explode in the room the

main fight is ready to begin.

 

You know it was as bad as the Oscars

with 90% of the time taken up on things other than the main fight

my butt was not happy but if you are going to go to a fight

you have to put up with some unpleasantness.

 

I watched the entire fight...I know I know

zip about boxing or even really care about it

but as this amateur girl of non-knowledge and no feeling left in my legs

I thought Manny won...oh how wrong can on girl be?

obviously very wrong since the judges

voted for Floyd across the board by a hair but the winner no less

guess it's a good thing I don't bet on sports!

 

At least with baseball it's easy

to keep score.

Another thing has been checked off my bucket list!

 

barb