Last night, I attended Broker Boxing. For those of you who don't know, this is an industry even, in which architects, brokers, developers, etc... all turn out for an amateur boxing event. This evening consist of sweat men punching each other in the face. The night was full of excitement, men in suits and liquor. Being, that I was one of the only females in attendance (besides the "ring girls") I felt violated with creepy old men eyes multiple times. (-boys you loose all tact when highly intoxicated, just a tip).
ROUND 1
The first was,... OK. The excitement had been built up and the crowd was going wild. We even had a guest celebrating in the ring - mini-me. (Which I soon found out later it wasn't actually him, but I continued to pretend it was). The disappointment in the first round was when the guy with the blue gloves got knocked-out quicker than you could take a pee. One might think a Knock-out would be cool to watch, but it was actually kinda pathetic. I felt really bad for the guys because he look out of shape.
ROUND 2
Who cares? I was at the bar with Lisa and Sharon.. and we were on the hunt for non-meat food items...
ROUND 3
Girl FIGHT!!! 2 girls boxed it out! I have to give them props for going through with it. I was a bit embarrassed for them as they had to open with this stupid fake fight scene and jump over the balcony. Being a former martial artist myself, I know how annoying it can be to do a live "fake fight" its just stupid.
Anyways, it was surprisingly a great fight! lots of action! The loser could really take a hit like a pro too. She just keep receiving punches to the face. I had to hand it to her,.. and then wonder if I could take out the other girl.. maybe next year.
The rest of the evening consisted of me and my co-workers having a grand old time and goofing off with the larger than life pictures of the boxers. We successfully managed to snag one name "Michael Bennet", who works at our New Jersey.
Post Boxing
I arrived home at 1531 in the grandest of moods. I visited the boys upstairs; roche, dan, and z. We discussed highly intelligent things and I invented a clever game, "Pretzel Stick". This game requires peanut butter pretzels, a drumstick, and lots of space. Take the pretzel and hit with the stick. To make the game harder, try in darkness.
Anyways. must work out.. Brents 21st is tonight. Its bound to be blog worth.
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