I was in Chicago earlier this week, where the World Boxing Championships are being held. On Tuesday night we went along to check out the action. It was a load of fun. This competition is the first opportunity for the world's best amateur boxers to qualify for the Beijing Olympics next year. Said Rachidi of Morrocco was rather happy about making it after beating Bosko Draskovic of Montenegro on points. There was a large and rowdy Eastern European contingent in the crowd who felt their man was robbed.
The fights are intense, only the small white part of the glove scores a point, a judge who thinks a punch landed pushes a button and if all 5 ringside judges agree the score goes up. Stephen Simmons of Scotland led for his entire fight against Milorad Gajovic of Montenegro before a spirited fightback in the last round and a couple of hard blows that didn't meet much resistance led the referee to stop the fight with 14 seconds left and award it to Gajovic. I thought Simmons could have held on as he still had a 3 point lead, but I suppose the refs should err on the side of caution. Two fights later Ihab Al Matbouli of Jordan went down hard after taking a few heavy blows in his fight and was stretchered out of the ring. He spent a night in hospital, but was back with his team the next day.
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Even though it's quite brutal, there's just something about boxing that I love! I'll watch it on Saturday nights by myself - even if I don't know who it is punching the crap out of one another.
But, then again, I've always been a bit on the stranger side of life. (don't comment on that, Ian)
At Uni, Ian was always trying to get other members of the class to go sparring with him. Don't think anyone ever did though. Maybe some time...
I'd do it(!), but it might not be fair. I took boxing lessons. . .
Boxing's awesome. And tiring. It's probably the hardest cardio exercise you can do.
And yeah, Jen could probably take me.
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