Amanda Serrano vs Katie Taylor

@ShovelHook

You're entitled to your opinion, but you don't get to speak for me. No, I wouldn't be praising it, because that was not remotely high-level stuff. Two or three times a week, I witness schoolboys operating at far higher levels in competitive sparring. It wasn't even engaging on the visceral terms you think I'm dismissing it on, couple combustions aside; and, besides, we've seen any number of bouts that have or could have been described as 'wild slugfests' but that were fought at higher levels of technical prowess and boxing IQ than yesterday evening's MSG main event (something like Hagler-Hearns would only be the most famous and conspicuous example, but it isn't by any means necessary to refer to that very elite echelon for examples).

We just got done watching Jones-Canizales over here, an actual 'skillful back and forth war' which took place as a supporting bout in the small room at the Garden around a quarter century ago. Terrific fight, yet one that seldom ever appears in those perennial 'name a great fight' threads, so deep is this sport's history of high-level, exciting contests. Last night, at the top of the bill, in the big room, we got that mound of promotionally contrived, mediocre, sub-schoolboy garbage. If you paid attention to my output here — and please don't construe that as a demand that you do so — you'd be aware that I'm critical of the latterday degraded state of professional boxing in general, of which the 'rise' (entirely manufactured) of the womens' boxing shitshow is just the tawdriest symptom and ultimate insult to the sport.

So the Crews-Dezurn bout was a megaturd compared to a turd. Didn't see it, no plans to get caught up with it, but thanks for letting me know.

If it met your bar, I've no desire to make you feel otherwise. I did not attempt to brand you as some kind of 'ist', after all (maybe a masochist). Dig that dreck if you must.

 

This was the Main Event at Madison Square Garden! That has to be a first for Women's Boxing! Wooohooo!

 

I don't care if you didn't brand me an "ist", you're dismissing women too readily based on a sexist preconceived notion, you're holding women up to men's standards and that's your problem. They are never going to be as strong, explosive or athletic as men, it's just not possible. But as far as women's boxing and really any boxing goes, that fight was bloody great.
I (and most people who watch him) love me some Ted Cheeseman and he has exactly those kinds of fights. Technically a high level, maybe defensively lacking, but goddamn is it entertaining to watch.

 

I don't need to submit to a deeply inferior version of the sport and wallow in relativism. I'll root for the greatly superior version to regain full vigor (one can but hope) and for all once great institutions to liberate themselves from the decades-long campaign of subversion which (among its many evils) strives to compel women into professional fields they are biologically hardwired to turn their noses up at and in turn forces garbage upon boxing fans in the name of 'equity' or some such bull****.


If yesterday's DAZN main event met your bar for high-quality televised boxing, and if you think the sight of little girls baying for blood at ringside is totally groovy and normal feminine fare, have at it. I'll still be calling it what it is even when/if everyone else has gone nuts and I'm the last male on the planet doing so.

 

I somehow doubt you have much experience with women to even begin to define exactly what 'Normal feminine fare' is.

 

Is it impossible for any indignant fan of this feeble version of the sport to come up with one burn (just one) besides this telegraphed and imaginationless old chestnut?

'You a virgin bruh.'

Oh, man, no, please, don't out me as the archetypal incel who lives every day a hair's breadth away from the inevitable infamy of having gunned down a clutch of vacuous blondes with hyaluronic pouts in a misogynistic killing spree.

What a dull mob the #IStandWithGirlyBoxing crowd are.

 

when the urge to post weird comes over you, you can just go lie down somewhere quiet instead

 

You were dead on it