By Lyle Fitzsimmons - I know. It’s only Wednesday.
But it’s already been a tough week.
On Saturday, it was tough leaving my almost 2-year-old son at his grandparents’ house near Knoxville – for his first overnight stay away from Mom and Dad.
On Sunday, it was tough leaving Lucas Oil Stadium in Indianapolis, having just watched my beloved New York Jets and their 11-point second-quarter lead fizzle at the whim of Peyton Manning – setting up a somber and rainy post-game drive back to the little guy in Tennessee.
And on Monday, it was tough hanging around the waiting room at a Walmart in beautiful downtown Cartersville, Ga., where I’d been ferried via tow truck after a right-front sidewall inconveniently gave way during the reunited family’s 600-mile caravan back to paradise in North Florida.
So by Tuesday morning, when I happened upon the site and realized colleague Jake Donovan – swapping spots with me in the early-midweek column slots – had chosen the exact same topic I’d planned to do my feature piece about, I didn’t have enough angst left over to produce a grunt.
Fact is, folks… I’m pretty much out.
So, rather than recycling another 1,000 words worth of indignation about Floyd Mayweather Jr. or Bob Arum until it’s warranted by new events, I decided to use the platform this time around to simply toss a few random things against the wall to see how strongly they stick. [Click Here To Read More]
But it’s already been a tough week.
On Saturday, it was tough leaving my almost 2-year-old son at his grandparents’ house near Knoxville – for his first overnight stay away from Mom and Dad.
On Sunday, it was tough leaving Lucas Oil Stadium in Indianapolis, having just watched my beloved New York Jets and their 11-point second-quarter lead fizzle at the whim of Peyton Manning – setting up a somber and rainy post-game drive back to the little guy in Tennessee.
And on Monday, it was tough hanging around the waiting room at a Walmart in beautiful downtown Cartersville, Ga., where I’d been ferried via tow truck after a right-front sidewall inconveniently gave way during the reunited family’s 600-mile caravan back to paradise in North Florida.
So by Tuesday morning, when I happened upon the site and realized colleague Jake Donovan – swapping spots with me in the early-midweek column slots – had chosen the exact same topic I’d planned to do my feature piece about, I didn’t have enough angst left over to produce a grunt.
Fact is, folks… I’m pretty much out.
So, rather than recycling another 1,000 words worth of indignation about Floyd Mayweather Jr. or Bob Arum until it’s warranted by new events, I decided to use the platform this time around to simply toss a few random things against the wall to see how strongly they stick. [Click Here To Read More]
This Lyle Fitzsimmons is totally sick, how can he say such things? From defending Mayweather all the time an now to actually praise the joke that is Jones vs Hopkins 2... Who hired this dude? I'm not saying he's not a good writer (his pen is pretty good), I'm just saying this guy has no discernment. Roy is done, over, he was great but what he is right now has nothing to do with long memory or past great fights, it's about a man who's not competitive anymore and is just getting hurt. How are you suppose to like that? Please BoxingScene.com, get rid of Lyle Fitzsimmons, this guy adds nothing to your site.
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