Jun 112012
 

 

As a kid, I remember watching my first boxing match with my dad on ABC’s Wide World of Sports on Saturdays. I don’t remember who the fighters were, but I think that’s when I was first tempted by boxing’s flirtations. I then went through watching Roberto Duran, Sugar Ray Leonard, Tommy Hearns, and all the big name fighters throughout the years. It was fun to watch, I had a good time and I soon fell in love with it.

Then I watched the “Super Fight” with Marvelous Marvin Hagler vs. Sugar Ray Leonard. It was my first experience with a controversial decision. Hagler was the aggressor in the fight and looked like he was on his way to a victory. Looking back at the fight, it was a closer match than I thought. Both fighters boxed beautifully. But at the time, I was sure Hagler won the match. Leonard won on a split decision: 118-110, 113-115, 115-113 (look familiar?). I should have known then that something was wrong.

But that still did not sway me from the sport. It took the Don King Corruption years to force me to say, “Enough!” and I just walked away without watching another boxing match until years later. I felt cheated on.

Then in September 2005, Manny Pacquiao, won the WBC International Super Featherweight Title Belt against Hector Velazquez and I was courted again by Boxing as she flirted and batted her eyes at me once again. I fell for her once more and took her back with open arms. Fifteen Pacman fights later, I was back into it full swing even though we had our ups and downs. Even while all the Floyd Mayweather drama was happening, I didn’t end it with her. I should have realized her infidelity was brewing during the Mayweather fiasco. But I was blind as all people are when they are in love. As a Filipino American, I was proud to be able to root for a legitimate champion from my parents’ birthplace fight after fight. So any warnings were subconsciously ignored.

Then on June 9th, 2012, the relationship came crashing down as I watched Manny Pacquiao dominate Tim Bradley for 10 of the 12 rounds in Las Vegas only to see the judges award Bradley the championship belt on a split decision. Like the Leonard vs. Hagler fight, the scoring was similar: 115-113, 113-115, 113-115. But the match itself was not similar in any way.  Manny Pacquiao clearly won the fight. Some of Pacquiao’s punches reminded me of the old video game, “Mike Tyson’s Punchout.” The first fighter you have to face in the game was Glass Joe. As you punch Glass Joe on the chin, his head whips to the side and his neck stretches as you get closer to a knockout. Bradley’s head was whipping back in the same way. I just knew Pacquiao won again. I couldn’t believe it when the decision was announced. I stood there in shock.

 

After awhile, I sat down and thought to myself, “I let her do it to me again. That fucking bitch!” I let her get close to me once more and she just stomped all over my heart. I asked myself, “Was it because I started talking with the UFC?” But that couldn’t be it. I liked the UFC, but I was never inappropriate. Boxing was my girl. So it can’t be cheating, right? Was boxing just getting back at me because she thought I was hooking up with the UFC? Somehow, I don’t think so. Boxing was the first love and I was totally committed to her. Boxing just turned her back on me again.

At the same time, when I talked to UFC,  she seamed interesting and so realistic. Anybody would be tempted. Plus she was consistent. She never told me anything that surprised me. Yeah, the fighter I liked didn’t always win, but UFC was always honest with me and kept it real. She was a true friend…

So this morning I woke up and decided that I was done with boxing. She hurt me too many times. I realized UFC has been down for me since I met her and has never been untruthful. With boxing today, I had one or two fighters that I watched consistently. With the UFC, I now have many: Evans, Jones, Silva, GSP, Penn, Lesner. And the list goes on. I devoted all my energy to Boxing when the one who really cared about me and loved me was right in front of my eyes. Thank you for being there UFC and having faith in me! I know I can count on you. I look forward to a long wonderful relationship. I should’ve believed in you sooner.

 

Plus, UFC, you have hotter Ring Girls!

Mar 132011
 

So I checked out the Cotto vs Mayorga fight last night and it was a very entertaining boxing match. Cotto kept his cool throughout the bout and didn’t fall for Mayorga’s show boating and unorthodox fighting style. Mayorga spent the whole fight talking smack to Cotto and tried to downplay all the straight jabs and power punches to his face and seemed like he was more interested in telling Cotto that the punches didn’t hurt than fighting. Cotto just kept pluggng away and scoring points the whole match.

Cotto ultimately won on a TKO in the 12th round when Mayorga gave up after a punishing shot to the chin by cotto forced the Nicaraguan fighter to his knees. He attributed his 12th round withdrawal to pain in his left hand forcing him to quit.

I personally didn’t see where he hurt his hand after the shot to his chin. But nonetheless, it was a great fight. Going in to the match I knew Mayoga was a very cocky and arrogant fighter, but the more I watched the fight, the more I pulled for Cotto. Mayorga’s cockiness was ultimately what cost him the fight. My favorite part of the fight other than the phantom injury to his hand, was when Mayorga put his hands down to taunt Cotto and the Puerto Rican answered with 3 quick straight jabs to the face that seemed to shut up, err, I mean stun Mayorga.

I am by no means a boxing expert or someone who covers boxing on a continual bases. I am just a fan that likes to kick it with friends and enjoy a good fight.

This was a perfect ending to a day that started out spending time with the kids while the girls went out to Napa for a well deserved overnight rest and relaxation mini-trip. All the dads stayed behind and took the kids to a pizza lunch and afternoon jaunt to Benicia’s “Big Slide” Park. The kids had a great time running around and draining their energy! We watched the kids go down the big slide countless times. After a few hours of that and spinning on the Tire Swings it was just about time to go. Now when we all got back to the house, after dinner and fudge Popsicles, the kids went to sleep or played in the upstairs room quietly (since all the energy was left in Benicia 🙂 ) and Daddy Day Care officially closed and the “Beer and Leftover Pizza Lounge” opened up so we can watch the fight!