leave your inhibitions at the door
It’s a monstrous weekend for sports fans. Basketball and hockey fans, if they haven’t had enough of their 9,425 game seasons now have the playoffs. A bunch of women in really pretty hats will get schnockered on Mint Juleps at the Kentucky Derby. The NFL is in the middle of their annual draft, which boosts the hopes and dreams of fans until that draft pick gets busted for pot or gets injured while skateboarding before the season starts. And I suppose there are some people who still get excited over baseball.
But the big event for me is tomorrow night’s blockbuster boxing match between Manny “The Mexecutioner” Pacquiao and Floyd “Money” Mayweather.
And by “blockbuster” I mean I’m hoping that Manny busts up Floyd’s block.
In case you didn’t know, Manny was and is the greatest boxer to have ever lived. He has eight world titles in four different weight classes and is the current reigning welterweight champion. In addition to that, he’s a congressman, actor, and professional basketball player/coach.
And, in case you haven’t heard, Manny is from my homeland – The Philippines. REPRESENT!!! If you’re a little confused about his “Mexecutioner” nickname, let me clarify – it’s not that he’s “The Mexican Executioner”. It’s because he’s made a career out of routinely (and soundly) beating all the challengers from the great country of Mexico.
Although he’s probably proudest of his work as a congressman, it’s easy to see what his greatest is passion is. Like 98% of Filipinos, he comes alive when you put a karaoke microphone in his hand. He’s recorded many songs, including the music he plans on entering the ring with this weekend.
Which Jimmy Kimmel had a field day with –
C’mon Manny, I think you can do better than that. How about this –
Oof. Well, at least he’s a great boxer.
Maybe it’s not too late to use this one…