It was undeniably a fight like no other.
Manny Pacquiao has astonished both his fans and foes alike by knocking down Ricky Hatton only 2 rounds after their most anticipated fight tagged as “The Battle of the East and West” commenced.
I am no boxing fan but Manny Pacquiao, without any shadows of doubt, is the best fighter there is today. Being the sole boxer who fought in “four weight classes in four successive fights” and won them all, Pacman (as he in fondly called by adoring fans) is being tagged as a boxing legend and the best pound-for-pound fighter.
While most people watched the game either at home or Movie Theater, my man and I opted to watch it at National Sports Grill – a few walks away from where we attended Sunday service.
With much anticipation, I patiently waited for the game to commence and when it did – they’re showcasing it piece by piece. Yes, it was such a drag for me. Every time they’d flash Pacquiao or Hatton, long effing commercial breaks came after.
As soon as the announcer declared, “let’s get ready to rumble”, I knew we were about to see a fight like no other but we all know by now what happened. In less than 7 minutes, the game was over – Hatton saw his stars very early on. Really, I was not expecting him to be all drowsy after receiving several punches from Pacquiao during the first round. After all, before the game proper, Hatton and his trainer kept bragging about how he “will beat Manny in his own game”. Oh well, all yakking. Yada, yada, yada.
While I was naturally gleeful and extremely proud for Manny Pacquiao, I had very high hopes that The Battle of the East and West will send other boxing events a run for its own money. With all the bragging and foul talks, I was expecting for a tough fight and I am pretty dang sure that I wasn’t the only one who felt “shortchanged”.
I heard that Ricky Hatton is a tough guy and definitely loves to brawl but the last time I saw him, he was semi-unconscious and was lying flat on his back after receiving a left hook on his jaw. It was definitely not a good sight.
After 2 rounds, I realized, that he and his trainer were just all blahs. Ha! So much for all the non-sense bragging!
*photo courtesy of Inquirer.
