****** should bring out the big guns. So let me tell you my idea. The 'main event' happens. Buglioni gets the W. Everybody is falling asleep bored after watching 2 domestic level b-u-ems go at it for 12 rounds. So the fight is over. One more fight. Ah!! But who could it be? At that moment the lights go down. All of a sudden ***y music starts to play out from the speaker system. A catwalk extends out from the fighter entrance ramp. A fleet of scantily clad dancers oiled up come a-grinding and gyrating. When suddenly he appears!!! The hottest prospect in WORLD boxing. Young, fresh, handsome... Prince Patel. Flanked by the semi nude women. Pouting, dancing, staring down the crowd. Making his way to the ring to destroy an Eastern European tomato can. :happy:bbb:tong