PreFight Night!

I have decided NOT to explain why I wanted to unload a 9mm into my skull on Friday and instead tell you of my time at the MGM Grand! It's kind of neat to be doing things - shooting events - that I never ever would have done if I'd stayed in Springfield. I also would like to apologize for the pictures. My digital camera is teh suck.

Felix Trinidad Vs. Winky Wright was Saturday night and I was sent to cover the weigh in. I've never been a fan of boxing. Too violent for my tastes. Though I think if we brought back sword fights and duels and put them on TV, I'd watch.

But there are a lot of boxing fans out there. Apparently the entire Commonwealth of Puerto Rico. See, that's where Felix Trinidad is from. There were even some Puerto Rican celebrities there! Including the fine little number on the right. I don't know who she is, I don't know what she does. All I know is that I should really consider learning Spanish and seeing how fluid the teevee cameraman market is in the Commonwealth.

Back to boxing. Winky was the first to come and weigh in. He got cheered, but it was hard to hear over the one billion people booing him. He weighed in at 160. I assume that is a good thing. Trinidad came in second. My ears exploded at the sound of the frenzied hordes screaming and hooting. He also weighed in at 160. I knew for a fact this was good as my ears once again began to bleed.

The total time of the weigh in was about 4 minutes. Waiting for that to happen was long, but entertaining because we got to listen to Don King speak in Spanish, and of course the main attraction, Michael Buffer! (That's the 'Let's get ready to rumble!' guy.) He didn't say the line, but it was kind cool to listen to him in person though!

And for the record, to the chagrin of many American-lite boxing fans, Winky Wright won in a 12 round unanimous decision.