Friday, February 17, 2006
Back with a Vengeance, and Pictures and Drunk Guys
We honored the beloved saint, Mr. Valentine, by beating the crap out of each other. There are two guys at Varsity House that weigh less than I do. I boxed the tougher one the first time. This time I was just being mean. I couldn’t knock him down, but at least he said he got pretty dazed a couple times. He was cool about it too. He wants to box me again. He said next time I’ll have stronger arms (they’ve been sore all week) and he’ll have a stronger face. He also says that since he learned something every time he got hit (like don’t lower your gloves, ever), he’s like a genius at boxing now. Plus he gets to go around showing off his black eye.
Next, the match was between Alex and Dirty Jon. I can’t really call it a fight. Alex is a black belt at something, but that really screwed him up. Dirty Jon came out jabbing like none other. His arms were even moving too fast for the video to catch. Then he got tired, and Alex got some good hits in. In the second round, Dirty was out of gas; Alex punched him in the forehead, and Jon threw in the towel. Dirty Jon’s a pretty extreme character. Let’s say he’s a quirky, awkward version of Joe Vendehey.
Then, some loud, drunk, black guys came in and started boxing. They were walking down the street, heard the boxing going on, came in, and a couple of them put on the gloves. They looked like they knew what they were doing. During one of the rounds, one guy put his gloves down and stuck his chin down and kept goading on the other guy to take a good hit (“yea, give me some, come own, yea, I like dat”). For the whole three rounds, it was really entertaining. Then they left.
The few other matches don’t really stand out. I’m trying to work my way up so next time I challenging somebody who’s got about 20 pounds on me (mainly all muscle too). I wanted to post this right away, but my New Year’s resolution was to stay off of blogs and Facebook during winter term.