I had a dream that george foreman would have come out of retirement earlier and fought larry holmes, and im sure holmes would have boxed his ears off.
That's what dreams are for, let's hear it. Just to show you're not the only one who has odd, pointless dreams. I once had a dream where my house was shot up by something, it looked amazingly real, and then it turned out to be this Frankenstein looking thing that was doing it. He squished my brother's head, and shortly after, squished mine. I swear to God I could feel it, felt like my head was a baloon being deflated or something. Soon after, my head returning to normal, we resumed our battle with the monster, and it came down to my brother and Frankenstein with spitball straws aimed at each other, at which point they both conceded through no words that if one put it down, they both would. The end.:good
I'm not talking about dreams like that. That's weird on a random level. Mine are usually weird on a very weird level.
It would have been awesome if the murderer's row got a shot at the middleweight belt, but we know zale and graziano dodged them like the plague. Marcel Cerdan would have had more losses on his little padded record if he actually fought most of them instead of the euro bums he padded his record on.
No. My dreams are far stranger. I've seen colours and shapes that I normally couldn't begin to imagine.
I had a dream a while back that Sugar Ray Leonard came out of retirement and fought Oscar DeLahoya. Turned out he had one last great fight in him, and won the fight against all odds.
