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There’s MGM Grand in Las Vegas, HBO and red-hot (or cool-blonde) ring card girls force you to salivate in awe and craving. Limelights, moneybags at ringside, reporters speaking with Bob Arum and global sold-out arenas, filled in with fans and witnesses – it’s what we think real “world-class” boxing is about.
Then, there’s another boxing. Scorched little venues, cheapest equipment, countdown instead of a real count of ten and no familiar faces whatsoever. It’s very different from the Big Game in Vegas or in the City of Angels or in the Big Apple – still, it’s pugilism in a sarcastic but, at the same time, one of its most natural and oldest forms. The place is Sanaa, a capital of the united Yemen. It’s where very raw and little skilled guys are fighting each other for the fans, which can be counted using fingers of only one arm (if using fingers at all). It is also a place where new world records are being set.
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Then, there’s another boxing. Scorched little venues, cheapest equipment, countdown instead of a real count of ten and no familiar faces whatsoever. It’s very different from the Big Game in Vegas or in the City of Angels or in the Big Apple – still, it’s pugilism in a sarcastic but, at the same time, one of its most natural and oldest forms. The place is Sanaa, a capital of the united Yemen. It’s where very raw and little skilled guys are fighting each other for the fans, which can be counted using fingers of only one arm (if using fingers at all). It is also a place where new world records are being set.
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