November 28, 2006: I served as a pall bearer to day for Willie Pep and I will always be greatly honored to know that I was one of the six men designated to carry, literally, one of the top five greatest fighters of all time the last forty feet to his final resting place on this earth. Still can't believe it, really.
Another thing I am having trouble believing is the fact that the only professional boxers to show up for the funeral were myself, former champ Marlon Starling and John Wilkinson, a former amateur and local pro from New Britain. One of the greatest boxers, one of the top five in history, passes away and we are the only three from the boxing fraternity (that spans from one end of this earth to the other) who made time and effort to show up? Something just seems very wrong about that, no matter what the reasons were for it. Where was the New York crowd? The guys from Philly and New Jersey? What about the guys from Boston and Providence? The historians, the writers, the old time fighters, the fans??
Something just didn't feel right about that aspect of the services today.
In today's news: "Troy Gentry, half of country music duo Montgomery Gentry, pled guilty to killing a tame black bear that he bought and then claiming that the bear was killed in the wild."
This nitwit actually shot a tamed bear as it sat in captivity in a cage...and then tried to pass it off as a wild bear that he actually hunted and killed. I know alot of people are into it, many of you reading this probably are, but I myself just cannot even begin to try and understand the mentality of a person that would kill any animal, let alone one that is already captured, for sport. I never could understand the reasoning behind people who track down unsuspecting animals and murder them and then call it a sport. I mean even little kids playing tag in the yard don't just go tag random people and expect them to stay still (freeze tag). It seems to me kind of like football players blocking guys from the opposing team that are standing on the sidelines. Give these guys a pair of shackles and let them trick the bear into putting them on then you can be a hero. Shooting one from thirty yards away (or one that is tame and sitting in a freaking cage!) just doesn't seem heroic enough to be labeled a sport, you know?
Another thing I am having trouble believing is the fact that the only professional boxers to show up for the funeral were myself, former champ Marlon Starling and John Wilkinson, a former amateur and local pro from New Britain. One of the greatest boxers, one of the top five in history, passes away and we are the only three from the boxing fraternity (that spans from one end of this earth to the other) who made time and effort to show up? Something just seems very wrong about that, no matter what the reasons were for it. Where was the New York crowd? The guys from Philly and New Jersey? What about the guys from Boston and Providence? The historians, the writers, the old time fighters, the fans??
Something just didn't feel right about that aspect of the services today.
In today's news: "Troy Gentry, half of country music duo Montgomery Gentry, pled guilty to killing a tame black bear that he bought and then claiming that the bear was killed in the wild."
This nitwit actually shot a tamed bear as it sat in captivity in a cage...and then tried to pass it off as a wild bear that he actually hunted and killed. I know alot of people are into it, many of you reading this probably are, but I myself just cannot even begin to try and understand the mentality of a person that would kill any animal, let alone one that is already captured, for sport. I never could understand the reasoning behind people who track down unsuspecting animals and murder them and then call it a sport. I mean even little kids playing tag in the yard don't just go tag random people and expect them to stay still (freeze tag). It seems to me kind of like football players blocking guys from the opposing team that are standing on the sidelines. Give these guys a pair of shackles and let them trick the bear into putting them on then you can be a hero. Shooting one from thirty yards away (or one that is tame and sitting in a freaking cage!) just doesn't seem heroic enough to be labeled a sport, you know?
Nah, I like to post stuff, that's all. I am always writing and sometimes I pick out stuff that looks like it might make for a good topic.
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