Hey Lennox! Drop the prat...
Since my introduction to one Cassius Clay/Muhammad Ali in the seeds of my childhood in the mid seventies and a certain film called "ROCKY" - I have been a keen boxing afficianado, that is until the steady disintegration of the game from the late eighties to the joke that is now known as 'Heavyweight boxing'.
Anyway, anyone notice Mike "Knibbler" Tyson is up for his shot against the current title-holder Lennox Lewis which,is hailed as the most "important" boxing match since the 1974 Ali V. Foreman "Rumble in the Jungle".
Shite! Bit of perspective please.
I sure as s-hit 'ain't paying pay-per-view for it and lining the pockets of the pimps in control of the match, but come Sunday morning, I hope Lewis sits that clueless adjective spouting, gold tooth,bona fide thug on his buttcheeks.
Why don't you do as Davis & I intend to do tomorrow morning, and that is go to the pub and watch it there?
You can sit around with a bunch of other diminuitive whitefellas and watch two sides of beef beat the living christ out of eachother - all in the comfort of an establishment that allows you (nay - encourages you) to drink beer and chain smoke before midday.