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By Lyle Fitzsimmons - Reality isn’t always my closest ally.
In fact, more than just once in a while, I’m perfectly content to turn on, tune in and drop out with a weekend diversion of my choice, while the rest of the world goes ahead and handles the heavy philosophical lifting without me.
It’s a lot less strain on a too-often achy 42-year-old back.
And by the time my attention returns Monday, I never feel like I’ve missed anything.
But then a Saturday night like the last one arrives… and I’ve got to punch in early.
Rather than making the trip to see it in person or gathering collateral to bankroll the pay-per-view, I instead endeavored to wake up Sunday morning, stay insulated from contact that’d spill the result – and find an online feed to let me watch the fight “live” 12 hours later.
I happily found success courtesy of a site called www. (oh, wait… sorry Bob, can’t reveal my sources, right?), which was rebroadcasting the as-it-happened UK feed from Primetime, including blow-by-blow by ex-NFL kicker Benny Ricardo and color from Pacquiao stablemate Amir Khan.
Truth told, I’d have preferred Tim Ryan and Gil Clancy… but piraters can’t be choosers.
Anyway, as I settled in front of the TV to do my duty, I admit my expectations were low.
Though I knew Marquez had given Manny issues through 24 rounds, I was in the majority this time that assumed the combination of his advancing age and Pacquiao’s marked upturn would make it little more than a violent exclamation of late-arriving Filipino superiority. [Click Here To Read More]
In fact, more than just once in a while, I’m perfectly content to turn on, tune in and drop out with a weekend diversion of my choice, while the rest of the world goes ahead and handles the heavy philosophical lifting without me.
It’s a lot less strain on a too-often achy 42-year-old back.
And by the time my attention returns Monday, I never feel like I’ve missed anything.
But then a Saturday night like the last one arrives… and I’ve got to punch in early.
Rather than making the trip to see it in person or gathering collateral to bankroll the pay-per-view, I instead endeavored to wake up Sunday morning, stay insulated from contact that’d spill the result – and find an online feed to let me watch the fight “live” 12 hours later.
I happily found success courtesy of a site called www. (oh, wait… sorry Bob, can’t reveal my sources, right?), which was rebroadcasting the as-it-happened UK feed from Primetime, including blow-by-blow by ex-NFL kicker Benny Ricardo and color from Pacquiao stablemate Amir Khan.
Truth told, I’d have preferred Tim Ryan and Gil Clancy… but piraters can’t be choosers.
Anyway, as I settled in front of the TV to do my duty, I admit my expectations were low.
Though I knew Marquez had given Manny issues through 24 rounds, I was in the majority this time that assumed the combination of his advancing age and Pacquiao’s marked upturn would make it little more than a violent exclamation of late-arriving Filipino superiority. [Click Here To Read More]
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