today was a lazy sports day. i think i probably left an ass-groove on my couch for what seemed like endless hours of triple header nba action and then watching a rerun of a Feather weight championship boxing match.
i'm not exactly a great fan of boxing. the idea of two dudes knocking at each other until their faces are bloodied up and mashed doesn't really appeal to me. haha.. unless it's one of tyson's 15 sec matches or biting off another body part or *drool* oscar de la hoya ;) the main event was at the mgm grand in las vegas last saturday april 7th. marco antonio barerra vs the "prince" naseem hamed. it was the feather weight division so they were little skinny dudes. but what caught my attention was, what a cocky-ass S.O.B. this naseem character was. the guy seriously thinks he's the sh-t. he entered the ring on some sort of platform resembling a gigantore swing bowing to the boo-ing crowd. i guess his record of 35-0 could only inflate his hot head even more. throughout the entire match, barerra definitely had the upper hand. but after every hit to the head, naseem only responded back with a huge grin and tapping at his chin as if to say "com'on.. you can do better than that" mocking the mexican. glad to say that barerra won by unanimous decision after 12 rounds. from watching only one match i could see what a prick this guy was. but you know what? in a way he is pretty smart for acting that way. he was the guy you would love to hate. it made people keep coming back to watch him. waiting for that match where he would finally get his ass whooped. sure he's a prick, but he's a rich prick. so what's gonna happen now that he's finally lost? hrmmmm...
posted by Emily @ 10:57 p.m.
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