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I had a dream that Manny fought Margarito
It was bizarre. The arena was inside a moving bus. One of those long ones with the rubber accordion thingies in the middle of it for extra seating capacity.
I had tickets to it, but I didn't get in on time cuz' I was fighting on the undercard against a Russian journeyman I was "supposed" to beat, but I had to sit in the sauna to try to squeeze out the last remaining pounds.
Then when I got out of the sauna I couldn't find my team or my clothes so I was running all around this h.s gym (yes, the sauna was in a h.s gym) wrapped in a towel being oogled by cheerleaders as I wondered where everyone was. I finally found some clothes laying around and got dressed as fast as I could only to see that the long bus with the rubber accordion thingy in the middle was leaving without me.
I was trying to get them to stop for me but they wouldn't. They didn't even care that I was fighting a Russian journeyman on the undercard. They were probably happy they didn't have to sit through a ****** fight nobody cared about. The main event was more importante.
I could tell the bus was full of people. And as I ran circles around it like a lost dog, I was jumping up to try to get a glimpse of the inside, since I wanted to see how they crammed a boxing ring into a bus. But to my surprise, there was no boxing ring. Just a bus full of people. Lotta Pinoys and a few Mexicans.
There wasn't even a real fight, it was just Manny and Tony just standing in the aisle shoving each other and not really fighting. I was pissed off cuz' I thought there'd be more action. I kept running around the bus, which by this point had slowed down to like 20 mph, easily slow enough for me to run around it in circles and I started yelling at them to get fucking going. I felt like I was wasting my hard earned ppv dollars watching this ****.
Even though I didn't pay for nothing. I guess Manny must've heard me cuz' the pinned Tony against the handicapped seating and started bombing on him. To my dismay, instead of fighting back Tony just turned his back on him and covered up like a little girl. You could tell Manny didn't even wanna hit him and wanted to stop, but you could also tell he didn't wanna let his fans on the bus down so he kept throwing. I was also shocked to see how skinny Tony looked. His shoulder blades were protruding from his back as Manny's tiny fists were stabbing him. I thought his bones would break from the pummeling. Surely a result of him fighting Manny at some sort of Catchweight I murmured to meself as I did a
I could tell the busdriver was getting annoyed with my constant circling so he finally pulled over and told me to get in.
When I got on the bus, I was astonished to see that they weren't even wearing boxing gear. Tony was wearing a green thermal that looked like its seen its better days and a pair of torn hand me down jeans. Manny was wearing a black Express shirt and some nice slacks with dress shoes.
After Manny stopped beating him mercilessly, he came to sit in the back of the bus where I was at. I could tell he was ashamed of this fight. I knew he didn't want it and I could tell he didn't want it. I asked him "why".
He said he was forced to take it as a stay busy fight by his slave driving promoter and that what he really wanted to do was punch Mayweather in the mouth. I told him I thought Tony looked shot and weight drained and he said he agreed. But that that was the contract that one of his handlers drafted up and he had nothing to do with it.
I told him he looked pretty strong under that Express shirt. He said that yeah, he did feel pretty strong too.
I don't know what happened after that, cuz' I woke up to take a piss.
It was 3:33.
I had tickets to it, but I didn't get in on time cuz' I was fighting on the undercard against a Russian journeyman I was "supposed" to beat, but I had to sit in the sauna to try to squeeze out the last remaining pounds.
Then when I got out of the sauna I couldn't find my team or my clothes so I was running all around this h.s gym (yes, the sauna was in a h.s gym) wrapped in a towel being oogled by cheerleaders as I wondered where everyone was. I finally found some clothes laying around and got dressed as fast as I could only to see that the long bus with the rubber accordion thingy in the middle was leaving without me.
I was trying to get them to stop for me but they wouldn't. They didn't even care that I was fighting a Russian journeyman on the undercard. They were probably happy they didn't have to sit through a ****** fight nobody cared about. The main event was more importante.
I could tell the bus was full of people. And as I ran circles around it like a lost dog, I was jumping up to try to get a glimpse of the inside, since I wanted to see how they crammed a boxing ring into a bus. But to my surprise, there was no boxing ring. Just a bus full of people. Lotta Pinoys and a few Mexicans.
There wasn't even a real fight, it was just Manny and Tony just standing in the aisle shoving each other and not really fighting. I was pissed off cuz' I thought there'd be more action. I kept running around the bus, which by this point had slowed down to like 20 mph, easily slow enough for me to run around it in circles and I started yelling at them to get fucking going. I felt like I was wasting my hard earned ppv dollars watching this ****.
Even though I didn't pay for nothing. I guess Manny must've heard me cuz' the pinned Tony against the handicapped seating and started bombing on him. To my dismay, instead of fighting back Tony just turned his back on him and covered up like a little girl. You could tell Manny didn't even wanna hit him and wanted to stop, but you could also tell he didn't wanna let his fans on the bus down so he kept throwing. I was also shocked to see how skinny Tony looked. His shoulder blades were protruding from his back as Manny's tiny fists were stabbing him. I thought his bones would break from the pummeling. Surely a result of him fighting Manny at some sort of Catchweight I murmured to meself as I did a
I could tell the busdriver was getting annoyed with my constant circling so he finally pulled over and told me to get in.
When I got on the bus, I was astonished to see that they weren't even wearing boxing gear. Tony was wearing a green thermal that looked like its seen its better days and a pair of torn hand me down jeans. Manny was wearing a black Express shirt and some nice slacks with dress shoes.
After Manny stopped beating him mercilessly, he came to sit in the back of the bus where I was at. I could tell he was ashamed of this fight. I knew he didn't want it and I could tell he didn't want it. I asked him "why".
He said he was forced to take it as a stay busy fight by his slave driving promoter and that what he really wanted to do was punch Mayweather in the mouth. I told him I thought Tony looked shot and weight drained and he said he agreed. But that that was the contract that one of his handlers drafted up and he had nothing to do with it.
I told him he looked pretty strong under that Express shirt. He said that yeah, he did feel pretty strong too.
I don't know what happened after that, cuz' I woke up to take a piss.
It was 3:33.
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