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You, the average Joe, how much $ would you HONESTLY want to fight GGG?
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Originally posted by K-Nan View PostI'm 6'1 and 176 last i checked... My one biggest clause would be that there is no cutting weight for this. And 16 ounce Winning pillows. And a huge ring. As big as they get. Under these conditions I'd do it for anything above 25K, no lie. We catch an asswhooping for free sometimes.
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Originally posted by K-Nan View PostAlso: a LOT of you guys think running for an entire round against an elite fighter would be fairly easy... In reality there is like a 15% chance that any of us make it out of the 1st round lol
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Honestly? . . . I tried to fill the void with alcohol for a good five years until my own degeneracy became too much to stomach. The problem, in the rare moments that I allow myself to acknowledge it, is that since turning my back on a career as a criminal in my late teens my life has been so mundanely ****in' boring that if someone paid for a six month training camp, strength & conditioning coach, nutritionist and all, then I'd fight the man for a packet of Polo mints.
Just anything to step outside the claustrophobic, mind numbing routine that is every day existence. ****. When the Good Boy inevitably hands me my arse, I'd even let him eat the ****in' Polos. Just as long as I got a few precious moments of synapses firing and blood coursing through the veins. An adrenaline rush, that isn't in response to the continuos mild panic of paying bills, raising a child, work deadlines and wondering where the **** this is all leading.
Pick up the phone Loeffer. Don't make me turn into Shannon Briggs.
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Originally posted by - Ram Raid - View PostHonestly? . . . I tried to fill the void with alcohol for a good five years until my own degeneracy became too much to stomach. The problem, in the rare moments that I allow myself to acknowledge it, is that since turning my back on a career as a criminal in my late teens my life has been so mundanely ****in' boring that if someone paid for a six month training camp, strength & conditioning coach, nutritionist and all, then I'd fight the man for a packet of Polo mints.
Just anything to step outside the claustrophobic, mind numbing routine that is every day existence. ****. When the Good Boy inevitably hands me my arse, I'd even let him eat the ****in' Polos. Just as long as I got a few precious moments of synapses firing and blood coursing through the veins. An adrenaline rush, that isn't in response to the continuos mild panic of paying bills, raising a child, work deadlines and wondering where the **** this is all leading.
Pick up the phone Loeffer. Don't make me turn into Shannon Briggs.
ahahahhahahhaha, great post!
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250 k
you guys gotta remember that taxes is a b*tch. for the ones saying 50k that 50k will be turned into 35k lol
and tat 10k will be turned into 7k
i would actually train to beat golovkin vs just going in there and laying down. i might get knocked out but at least i trained my a** off to beat him to see another higher pay day as oppose to just going in and looking to hug & throw him in a headlock.
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Ima need around half a mil. Dude might cause permanent damage. Fck that!!! I need to be compensated. I have enuff boxing skills IMO to survive a round ( running)
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