There was a fight on this past Saturday; Elite XC, whatever that is. My cousin and I went shopping so that we didn't have to watch the fights. Did I know that the fight didn't start until 9pm? Didn't think so; otherwise I would not have come home before 9pm. We did try to stretch our time by going to The Coffee Bean for some Chai Tea Latte's-big mistake, HUGE. The Coffee Bean makes the best Chai Tea Latte's; much better than Starbucks. Or should I say they did make the best. It was horrible; tasted like watered down tea. And aren't they suppose to take the tea leaves out of the tea before it goes in my mouth?! Horrible. Which totally ticks me off because I have such a cold and cough right now that a good Chai Tea Latte would be wonderful.
So getting back to the fight. I sit down and the first fight I see is CHICK FIGHTING! What the ... If I'm going to watch fights...chicks, really? I think they must do it because everyone else in the sport are guys. Why else would you purposefully get kicked in the face? I'm OK with the JiuJitsu part and the wrestling but I don't think I could ever get over getting hit. I bruise easily. The one girl got beaten up; to a pulp. There ain't no makeup going to cover that up girlfriend. I could just see it now; I'm a fighter and I just got beaten to a pulp and now, I get to go pick up my kids at school. What do you tell all the other moms? And my kids' teachers? I fight in my spare time. Then what happens when my kid gets in trouble for fighting at school? "Well, my mom does it." I don't think that would fly. At least not where I live.
Then a fight comes on. It's an image that will never get out of my head. I think his name was Nelson. Anyways, I thought these were athletes. I don't know how you can work out so much and be a professional fighter and have such a gut? How many pounds do you eat a day Nelson? Seriously, what's up? He didn't win. I wonder why? Maybe his belly got in the way.
Then the final fight comes. I've seen the one guy before; Kimbo Slice. He only shaves half his chest. That's right, you heard me, half his chest. So he's walking around with this huge beard, bald head and a half shaven chest. Are you joking me? I thought we were watching MMA not WWF. This isn't a costume party. Then he gets knocked to the ground by some "walk-in" because his opponent had to get stitches during a pre-fight workout. It was right at the beginning. I thought this guy was suppose to be good? It's a crazy world, MMA. I don't know who's good and who's not. Which is why I'm doing this blog; to maybe help other wives or girlfriends know what the heck their guy is talking about.
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