Flailing like a man on fire, like a tormented buffoon,
Rarely finding any target, thrown by a demented loon,
Like a blow that's aimed at heaven or a punch to outer space,
Like a spinning arm that's aimed where boxers used to have their face,
Like a West Indies fast bowler who is tripping off his ****,
As the trainer hides his face and the poor cornerman's in bits,
Like the most ridiculous thing, Wilder's windmills of the ring,
Like a man who learned his boxing from a youtube video,
From a manual that's been written in a language he don't know,
Like a mime artist that's scaring all the watching crowd away,
Using semaphore that's saying something nobody should say,
As you realise he's tried to land a punch upon his foe,
And his feet are heading somewhere that no boxer's feet should go,
Oh what joy the sight doth bring, Wilder's windmills of the ring,
Now Bronze Bomber's on the warpath and the ref is looking scared,
Sure he came to ref a fight but for this **** he ain't prepared,
Cause the blows could easily hit him it's a matter but of chance,
A punch that Wilder threw in Belgium could land in Holland or in France,
Now the crowd are in a panic should a blow land in their face,
They begin to flee the stadium and a rush turns to a race,
Still the windmill keeps on turning blowing judges off their arse,
And the man that rings the bell has given up its such a farce,
Like a turbine in an engine, Like a hamster on a wheel,
It's not boxing as we know it no this ****'s a different deal,
As the final bell does ding, and as one the headlines sing,
Of Wilder's Windmills of the ring....
If you hadn't guessed to the tune of:
Oh and finally, relax it's just a bit of fun...
:lol1:
Excellent!
And I quite enjoyed the Windmills of Your Mind. When I watched the Thomas Crown Affair, that song got drilled in my head. Couldn't ever forget it.
Catchy isn't it? All I can really remember from the movie is the split screens which were really unusual, wanting to be Steve McQueen, probably the coolest guy to ever be on screen and the song. I actually like the song despite what I did to it in the first post.
I like Wilder too. He's wild and crazy in the ring but he comes over well when he's not playing a role.
I honestly laugh at a lot of Wilder's shots. He gets overly carried away when he goes in for the kill and God only knows whose gonna end up on the floor. The ref, the corners, michael buffer, the ring girls... When he's failing like that, it's like a tornado of torpedo arms.
In the end though he's KOing everyone, lol so it is working. I just don't think you'll ever find a trainer in the business who will teach you how to throw punches like that.
It's sound advice but please I beg,
Forgive me if it draws a neg, :P
You didn't check the post methinks,
Embedded were those youtube links,
I originally checked the post and saw two dang links. I don't like clicking shít on a site with 99.8% trolls.
Give me red k all you want, at the end of the day you're living in the pinnacle of computing technology where 90 old women know how to use the internet. You're posting links like it's 1997 for fùcks sake.
Take your lumps like a man, not a bítch.
Flailing like a man on fire, like a tormented buffoon,
Rarely finding any target, thrown by a demented loon,
Like a blow that's aimed at heaven or a punch to outer space,
Like a spinning arm that's aimed where boxers used to have their face,
Like a West Indies fast bowler who is tripping off his ****,
As the trainer hides his face and the poor cornerman's in bits,
Like the most ridiculous thing, Wilder's windmills of the ring,
Like a man who learned his boxing from a youtube video,
From a manual that's been written in a language he don't know,
Like a mime artist that's scaring all the watching crowd away,
Using semaphore that's saying something nobody should say,
As you realise he's tried to land a punch upon his foe,
And his feet are heading somewhere that no boxer's feet should go,
Oh what joy the sight doth bring, Wilder's windmills of the ring,
Now Bronze Bomber's on the warpath and the ref is looking scared,
Sure he came to ref a fight but for this **** he ain't prepared,
Cause the blows could easily hit him it's a matter but of chance,
A punch that Wilder threw in Belgium could land in Holland or in France,
Now the crowd are in a panic should a blow land in their face,
They begin to flee the stadium and a rush turns to a race,
Still the windmill keeps on turning blowing judges off their arse,
And the man that rings the bell has given up its such a farce,
Like a turbine in an engine, Like a hamster on a wheel,
It's not boxing as we know it no this ****'s a different deal,
As the final bell does ding, and as one the headlines sing,
Of Wilder's Windmills of the ring....
If you hadn't guessed to the tune of:
Oh and finally, relax it's just a bit of fun...
And yet.....hurt every fighter he's ever faced. That'll work fine.
https://i.imgur.com/cAOYdax.png
:beerchug:
It's sound advice but please I beg,
Forgive me if it draws a neg, :P
You didn't check the post methinks,
Embedded were those youtube links,
Ok I've embedded the videos in case anyone else finds the thought of clicking on a link gives them the chills. Given Vbulletin has an embed option available but not enabled here I wasn't sure if it was within the rules so if not please let me know and I'll restore the links.
https://youtu.be/bMzGXdYR8jw
Flailing like a man on fire, like a tormented buffoon,
Rarely finding any target, thrown by a demented loon,
Like a blow that's aimed at heaven or a punch to outer space,
Like a spinning arm that's aimed where boxers used to have their face,
Like a West Indies fast bowler who is tripping off his ****,
As the trainer hides his face and the poor cornerman's in bits,
Like the most ridiculous thing, Wilder's windmills of the ring,
Like a man who learned his boxing from a youtube video,
From a manual that's been written in a language he don't know,
Like a mime artist that's scaring all the watching crowd away,
Using semaphore that's saying something nobody should say,
As you realise he's tried to land a punch upon his foe,
And his feet are heading somewhere that no boxer's feet should go,
Oh what joy the sight doth bring, Wilder's windmills of the ring,
Now Bronze Bomber's on the warpath and the ref is looking scared,
Sure he came to ref a fight but for this **** he ain't prepared,
Cause the blows could easily hit him it's a matter but of chance,
A punch that Wilder threw in Belgium could land in Holland or in France,
Now the crowd are in a panic should a blow land in their face,
They begin to flee the stadium and a rush turns to a race,
Still the windmill keeps on turning blowing judges off their arse,
And the man that rings the bell has given up its such a farce,
Like a turbine in an engine, Like a hamster on a wheel,
It's not boxing as we know it no this ****'s a different deal,
As the final bell does ding, and as one the headlines sing,
Of Wilder's Windmills of the ring....
If you hadn't guessed to the tune of: https://youtu.be/reqjXxww37w
Oh and finally, relax it's just a bit of fun...
-1 for not knowing how to embed in 2018
Any truth to the rumour that Michael Griffin, who is the referee in the clip - is traumatized and refused to work Wilder's fight ever again - at least without protective gear?
Not sure but he did refuse an offer to referee a fight in amsterdam
https://goo.gl/images/VTNc2Z
gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
All feedback is appreciated, but that latent ****phobia is likely to damage any career you had planned in literary criticism. :(
Any truth to the rumour that Michael Griffin, who is the referee in the clip - is traumatized and refused to work Wilder's fight ever again - at least without protective gear?