that's what i was thinking most of the time while watching the Pacquiao/Barrera fight. that and how if i didnt pick up basketball, and again ignored tennis, i would've liked to have taken up boxing. my wing span alone should give me a distinct advantage. and a flat nose? come on now. other thoughts included me succumbing to the magic that is the xbox 360 just to play FIGHT NIGHT, online. if i do so, i'd lose my job. and get kicked out of school. BUT i'd lose some weight tho. and set up shop easy hehehe. also thought, pacman fights are pretty much the only time im proud to be filipino. word.
anyhoot, pacquiao did his bouncy fire monkey dance and barrera survived even with a cut to his right cheek. overall the fight was... okay. i was more interested in the commentary about pacquiao's unbalanced fighting than the action (or lack thereof). the fight had its moments, where fighters would go toe-to-toe, but the rounds ended with no definitive hype.
pacman did win by unanimous decision, but thats like being picked last by the good team in elementary school. whoopie-frign-doo. think tito-pac was slowed down by his new nike gear. shiet son, you destroyed fighters without the swoosh, what makes you think you need it now? the flame shorts were cheesy, but it was your signature. stick with it.
kudos to barrera for surviving. boring as hell, but held his cool and defense. honestly i would've done the same for my last hurraaah. and pac-boy, you should've gone straight for marquez, homie. it will probably be your next fight, but barrera shouldn't even have been on your radar. and if i didn't pick up that basketball, you would've faced me. damn straight. pac that shit!
represent!
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