Sunday, October 31, 2004

Last post before the insanity...

Don't know how much I'm gonna post for the next few weeks, as I intend to devote what energy/spare time I have to writing the novel. I did add Mark Of The Devil to the collection, as well as Ted Bohus' The Deadly Spawn, but who knows when I'm gonna get to watch them?

Anyway, if I get a spare second, or if something comes up worth discussing, I'll probably do an update. Otherwise, see you in a month.

Thursday, October 28, 2004

So, the world didn't end.

And as of a little while ago, Boston wasn't burning.

Congratulations to the Boston Red Sox and their long suffering fans. But to you, I say enjoy it while you can. 15 free agents, including Pedro, Varitek, and Orlando Cabrera means that this Sox team will not be the same next year.

Surprised to see Manny win the MVP, though I'm not sure what his stats were. Not bad for a guy that was persona non grata in Boston 10 months ago.

So now the great misery goes to the Cubs, I guess, though I think the Indians are now the longest non-winners in the American League.

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Quit my job at the video store. Regular readers will remember my initial misgivings about the manager who replaced my old boss. Well, they turned out to be right. We never really got along, mostly because we didn't see things eye to eye in the store. Plus I wasn't her manager, I came with the store, and I think she wanted to hire her own people. I don't have anything else at the moment, though I have a few feelers out. I figure I can go a week or two with one check only, but I'll need to get something soon.

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A very strange boxing and murder story here. And of course, the first thing I thought when I saw this in the paper was "Isn't that the guy who suckerpunched his opponent after a 9/11 charity fight?"

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Getting closer to November 1, and getting itchy to start the novel. Come on, November 1~!

Friday, October 22, 2004

Random Friday stuff...

I added a couple of links on the side, one to the other blog, and one to my DVD Aficionado page. That's a work in progress, as what's there barely scratches the surface of my collection.

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Series starts tomorrow night, and I'm very ambivalent about who to root for. Since Houston, home of Clemens and Pettite, is out, I don't know who I want to win. I suppose either of them can. Good luck to both teams.

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Got an amusing download the other day. A 1972 McDonalds training video. Funny, funny stuff. It's the kind of thing that you'd see on MST3K. Polyester uniforms, paper hats on all the men. The menu is very basic, though you never actually see any prices. I also downloaded the Tuesday PPV, but I haven't watched that yet.

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Probably not too much content coming in the next few weeks, while I hash out the novel, but I'll try to update here and there.

Thursday, October 21, 2004

An announcement/shill.

I am insane. I have decided to undertake an attempt to write a fifty thousand word novel in thirty days.

November first is the start of National Novel Writing Month, and I'm gonna try to do it, and I'm going to blog it. For better or worse, y'all will be able to join me on this ride.

The blog is here, and the NaNoWriMo site is here.

Wish me luck, and thanks for your support.

Plug~!

Another Castle is a new blog being run by friends of mine from ITVR, most of whom have blogs linked to the side. It's a team-run video game review blog. Go read it or BrewGuy, the Cananananandian Grizzly, will hunt you down and force-feed you La Fin until you explode.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Meditations on a 8-1 lead, bottom 6.

Joe Torre is gone. There's no way George is going to keep him around after blowing a 3-0 series lead. Cashman also, probably, for failing to get Schilling and Johnson and Vlad Guerrero. (We all know how George's mind works.) If so, this is probably the beginning of the next 1979-1994-style fallow period, 'cause George will probably dig Billy Martin's corpse up to manage next year. (Seriously, I'm not sure who would be the next manager. Maybe Larry Bowa?)

If Cashman stays, then expect to see Carlos Beltran and probably Pedro in pinstripes, since Cashman will have his yearly mandate to get back to the Series.

The Yankees lost this series because they failed to do the things that they did to win those four World Series titles under Torre. The worst thing that happened to them in this series was running up that 19-8 win in game three. They spent so much time after game three trying to kill the ball instead of playing small ball. Example. Matsui sitting 3-1 against Wakefield in the 14th on Monday with Sheffield on first. Two mistakes here. First, Joe should have put Lofton in to run for Sheff. Second, Matsui swings at ball four and hits a weak grounder to force Sheff at second. Instead of 2 on, none out when Wakefield uncorks the three passed balls in a row, it's 1 on, one out, and Matsui only gets to third. This team, instead of playing for runs, was trying to end the game with one swing.

The rainout killed the Yankees and helped the Red Sox because they have Wakefield, who pretty much pitches every day, and the Yankee bullpen is abysmal.

The Red Sox are probably going to win it all, because they are functioning like a team, which the Yankees seem to have forgotten about.

Ironic that Damon is the hero tonight, seeing as he sucked so badly the rest of the series. But I think Schilling, Damon and Wakefield should all share the MVP, though Lowe is certainly making a case here, with a 1-hitter through 6.

And I'd like to think that we can officially retire this "Curse" bullshit once and for all tonight. Even if the Sox don't win the Series, coming from 3-0 down to vanquish the hated Yankees, making Major League history in the process, pretty much puts paid to the Bambino's bill, thank you very much, drive through. (Though that said, the Red Sox winning the World Series makes them ordinary. The misery officially transfers to the Cubs.)

If it's Sox-Houston, I have to root for the Sox for obvious reasons. If it's Sox-Cards, I'm probably just going to root for a good 7-game series.

Dumbassery on my part...

I am not too swift. I let the day pass without throwing a birthday shout-out to the Cap to my Bucky, the Chuck D to my Flavor Flav, the Jay to my Silent Bob, the Hitler to my Eva(oh, wait...)... Anyway, happy slightly belated (yesterday) birthday to my homeboy Air Guthrie, who has mostly abandoned his blog in favor of a livejournal which can be found here. It's full of the usual livejournal memes which I try to stay away from, but at least he updates it more then his other blog(and mine, for that matter.)

Also birthday greetings to my boy Renard, aka ITVR's Dr0p. Have a martini for me, brother.

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Freakin' Yankees. That's all I have to say, except that this appears to be the year.

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Forthcoming, after I finish Battle Of Algiers, a review of the new acquisition Thriller: A Cruel Picture.

More later, maybe.



Sunday, October 17, 2004

Why I love VH-1Classic, part 1323...

The last four songs they've played in the All-Request show:

TLC - Ain't Too Proud To Beg
Urban Dance Squad - Deeper Shade of Soul(whatever happened to these guys, anyway? Their album came out when I was in college, and I remember playing it on my radio show. Seems to me they were European, but their hip-hop/funk/rock video suggests a laid-back Venice Beach vibe.)
3rd Bass - Pop Goes The Weasel - Rollins as Vanilla Ice. Nuff said.
The KLF - 3 A.M. Eternal

And now they're playing The Power Station's version of Bang a Gong. They're seriously trying to keep me from watching the ball game.

The most ridiculous game ever...

What else could possibly be said about a game in which the first three innings took two hours to play, and every batter was a potential game-breaker?

Sorry, Sox fans. And I mean that sincerely, Joe and The Patriot. I am very ambivalent about the "curse", such as it is. On one hand, I'd like to see the Red Sox get off the schnide. But at the same time, I fear that the Sox winning the World Series is the first sign of the Apocalypse.(Worse would be a Sox/Cubs World Series, because then one of them would *have* to win. Then it'd be the dead rising, the seas running red with blood, dogs and cats living together, mass hysteria.)

But what can you say about a series in which Curt Schilling, arguably one of the best pitchers in baseball, tries to go out and win on one leg; in which Pedro Martinez pitches one of his best starts ever against the Yankees and loses to a journeyman who pitches lights out; and in which normal baseball is replaced by a game of Home Run Derby?

Well, you say it's another chapter in the greatest rivalry in sports history.

More later, maybe.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

A brief programming note.

I have acquired the Criterion DVD edition of The Battle Of Algiers. A review is forthcoming, but as the 3-disc edition has 7 seperate documentaries on it apart from the movie, it won't be for a few days at least.

Blame the baseball playoffs, if you like. I'm going to.

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Only the Yanks and the Red Sox could produce a game like this...

An 8-0, no hit through 6+ inning game that becomes a 10-7 nailbiter? Must be October in the Bronx. The Curse of the Babe apparently hit Curt Schilling, though more likely it was his bad ankle. That bodes ill for the Sawx, who now need a good outing from the Yankee-spooked Pedro Martinez to get themselves back into the series. Jesus Damon struck out four times, and Bernie and Hideki Matsui combined for 8 of the 10 RBI in the game.

Go Yanks~!

Monday, October 11, 2004

Christopher Reeve, R.I.P.

He was Superman, and he'll always be. But he did do some good work in other films, particularly Deathtrap and Noises Off, and he did a lot of great things for people like himself. He was an advocate for stem cell research as well as rights for the disabled, and he may well have done more good work in the 9 years following his accident then in all the years before hand.

(We won't discuss the Superman curse this soon.)

Godspeed, Kal-El.

Ken Caminiti, R.I.P.

The 1996 NL MVP admitted using steroids(and said 50% of the major leagues were juicing) and had a coke problem which probably led to his premature demise. He was a good, not great, ballplayer, and he was trying to get his life back together.

Thursday, October 07, 2004

Why, Menahem, why?

When I was a kid, back in the days when 36 channels was a lot to have on your cable box, I used to watch a lot of terrible movies. (Before you say it, I know, how is that any different from now?) Well, the difference is that a lot of times, I'd see a movie, and then it would never be seen again, and my 10-year-old mind would have to wonder if I'd actually seen what I thought I saw. Anybody ever heard of The Water Babies? Or The Last Chase? How about Super Fuzz No? Didn't think so.

Back in the early 80's, we had Showtime, The Movie Channel, and HBO. Only one of each, mind you. None of this premium channel, targeted programming, multi-channel stuff. HBO and Showtime were fairly boring. No R-rated programming before 8 P.M., mostly kid's material during the day. (Though HBO did have Fraggle Rock.) But the Movie Channel, on the other hand, hoo boy. I saw the original Friday The 13th at 11 in the morning one day. I remember sitting with my father and watching the last twenty minutes of Animal House followed by The Enforcer on a Saturday morning. And we won't even get into the sex comedies. Let's just say that Porky's was an important part of my puberty.

But, oh, the lost, obscure, and unusual stuff that they used to run when they had to fill a programming schedule. I attribute my jones for odd, unusual, and terrible films to those years when I did nothing but watch the Movie Channel all day long in the summertime. One of the many films that I saw when I was a kid and which made an indelible impression on my fragile little (warped) mind has just been released on DVD.

The Apple(1980) is a very strange thing. It's a futuristic rock/disco musical that also doubles as a bizarre biblical allegory of sorts. And it's directed by Menahem Golan, one half of the team that produced some of the greatest cheesy action movies of the 80's, Golan/Globus. Together, under the Cannon Films aegis, they made a superstar out of Chuck Norris, and gave us such films as American Ninja, Cyborg, and The Delta Force.

But before all that, Menahem Golan directed possibly the worst disco/rock musical ever made. And that's saying something, when you consider Can't Stop The Music, Sgt. Pepper, and Xanadu. I was going to try do a play by play, but there's no way that I could possibly convey in words how terrible, and thus, how wonderful this movie truly is. But I'll try to give it a basic plot summary.

It is the far off future of 1994. The entire entertainment business is controlled by one Mr. Boogalow(Vladek Sheybal), an impresario who rigs the yearly WorldVision Song contest to make sure his latest finds, Pandy and Dandy, win with their disco-rock hybrid. But Boogalow doesn't expect two kids from Moosejaw(a big joke throughout the movie, BTW), Alphie and Bibi, to connect with the crowd with their sappy acoustic folk ballad. Boogalow tries to recruit them to his record label, but Alphie is good and moral, and resists. Bibi on the other hand, is more then happy to sign for fame and fortune. As she gets famous, Alphie struggles and fails to get her back, finally falling in with some hippies(led by Joss Ackland from Lethal Weapon 2~!) who have left the technological world behind. Bibi gets fed up with fame and goes to find Alphie. After a year, Boogalow and his troops track down Alphie and Bibi, who have been living the happy hippie life, to get Bibi back. But Boogalow(obviously the Devil), doesn't count on the fact that the hippie leader is really God(or Mr. Topps, as he calls himself), and Mr. Topps leads his followers off into the heavens by way of a bad process shot. As they leave, Topps tells Boogalow that he's going to find a new planet, "one without you".

Now, that doesn't nearly begin to capture how jaw-droppingly awful, and yet wonderful, this movie truly is. The musical numbers(co-written by future movie composer George S. Clinton(no, not the P-Funk guy)) range from bad to worse, the standouts being "The Apple", a song about temptation used to illustrate Alphie's hallucination about how bad Boogalow is, and "Speed", Bibi's first "hit", which is an ode to, well, taking speed. All the musical numbers are accompanied by lots of frenzied, choreographed (by an executive director of American Idol!) dancing, and there's a lot of, well, very gay material here. Boogalow's main assistant, Shake, is a heavily made up, effeminate black man, and there are lots, and I mean, LOTS, of crossdressers and glammy types in this movie.

I can say nothing other then you must see this movie, if only for the fact that it's so amazingly bad that it's wonderful. I never expected to see it on DVD, and I'm sure the participants probably wish it hadn't either. But in 2003, a new cult began to grow up around The Apple. It became a midnight movie sensation on the West Coast, which apparently caused MGM(which owns the Cannon library) to release the DVD.

The transfer is very good, if a little dark, and the audio track is very crisp. No extras have been included other then the theatrical trailer, which does the best it can selling the movie. I, for one, would have been amused to hear a commentary track with Golan defending the film.

If you have the opportunity, check this out. I can't recommend it highly enough.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

R.I.P. Rodney Dangerfield.

Hopefully, he's finally getting the respect he deserves.

Rest in peace, Rodney. You'd never get anything less than respect from me.

This is hardly surprising...

From IMDb today...

Fox Yanks Boxing Show, Hands It to Fox Sports
After taking a pounding in the ratings with its boxing reality series The Next Great Champ, Fox has yanked the series and handed it to its corporate sibling, Fox Sports Net. The cable channel plans to begin airing the show on Oct. 10, when it will present a "marathon" of the four original programs. In a statement, Fox Entertainment President Gail Berman said: "The Next Great Champ is a compelling, well-produced series. Unfortunately, despite its loyal core audience, the underlying boxing theme of the series has proved too narrow for us. In the end, it belongs on an outlet better suited to serve the boxing fan, and it's great that we can keep it in the family on FSN." NBC plans to launch a similar reality series called The Contender in January.


I assume it isn't because Oscar's name has lost some luster. I figure it's probably that, like Tough Enough, this has a fairly limited audience, and Fox is putting it where it's most likely to be seen.

NBC should be worried about The Contender even with Stallone and George Foreman at the helm.

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Downloading the No Mercy PPV now. Thoughts later maybe, after I get home from work.

Monday, October 04, 2004

Trinidad-Mayorga: Holy crap~!

Through the magic of Bit Torrent, I have been able to get a rip of the Mayorga Trinidad fight from PPV last night. Holy crap, what a fight.

The torrent picks up at the tale of the tape, as Jim Lampley makes a joking comment aboyt Mayorga wearing a sweatsuit "with coins or other stuff in his pockets" to make 158 lbs. As Tito makes his way to the ring, HBO shows that he hasn't fought in two years and 143 days. After 14 minutes of prelim, including three seperate national anthems, the fight gets underway. Mayorga, by the way, has dyed his hair bright freaking red. As the first round starts, the commentators observe that hopefully this fight will be closer to Hagler/Leonard then the Hopkins/DeLaHoya fight.

Round one: Mayorga comes out blasting, and Tito seems a bit shaky on his feet at the start, though Lampley and Jones observe that he's usually shaky in the early going. The crowd is obviously for Tito, as they are chanting his name. Mayorga is just bombing Tito, then begins to taunt him, saying hit me and dropping his hands. Tito does take a couple of large shots but stays up. Tito makes a big comeback as the round ends because Mayorga seems to tire. 10-9 Mayorga. (Lederman had it 10-9 Tito)

Round two: Both fighters get some shots off as the round starts, then Tito starts to go to work on Mayorga. Mayorga is getting some stuff in, but it doesn't seem to be affecting Tito much. As the round progresses, Tito continues to just pound away at Mayorga, and he doesn't seem to know what to do, dropping his hands a couple of itmes. Mayorga does rally late, but too little too late, as this was easily 10-9 Tito, maybe even 10-8. (Lederman: 10-9 Tito)

Quick stat graphic: Power punches after two rounds - Tito is 47/78 for a 60%(!) connect rate, while Mayorga is 29/104 for only a 28% rate. Between rounds, Mayorga's corner is telling him to jab more and keep his hands up, while Tito's corner is basically cheerleading.

Round three: Tito and Mayorga trade shots evenly, as Lampley observes that the 35 connects that Tito had in round two are the most ever landed on Mayorga. Tito gets some heavy offense in, but Mayorga soaks it and fires back with some of his own. At 50 seconds, Mayorga hits Tito with a flurry that makes him touch one glove to the canvas. That's enough to score a knockdown, as the ref jumps in and counts the 8 on Tito. Mayorga continues to push as the round comes to a close, and it's 10-8 Mayorga, though without the knockdown, he probably would have won the round anyway.(lederman: 10-8, and he says that Tito is clearly winning).

They show a couple of replays during the break, and it does appear Tito was more off balance then anything else, but his glove does hit the canvas, so it's a knockdown.

Round four: More of the same, as Tito and Mayorga go toe for toe. The commentators discuss fatigue, as it does appear that Mayorga is BLOWN UP~!(TM ITVR). Tito nearly slips again with about 1:10 in the round, but Mayorga is not able to take advantage, and Tito finishes the round with some punishing body work and combinations. 10-9 Tito, easily. (Lederman: 10-9)

Mayorga's corner is telling him to relax and go to the combos more. He's obviously tired.

Round five: Tito turns it on. Mayorga is beginning to back up, and Tito's not having it, as he continues to press forward. As the round wears on, Roy Jones notes that perhaps Mayorga should go back to the 147 ranks. As the round draws to a close, Tito pounds away at Mayorga, and I find myself wondering how Mayorga is standing. Mauorga also has a nice cut under the left eye. Definitely a 10-8 round for Tito. (Lederman: 10-8)

Trinidad - 48/66 Power punches in round five~!

Round six: Tito is obviously smelling blood. He pounds his chest and smiles at the crowd as the bell rings, and then comes out pounding. Mayorga's barely even putting up an effort as Lampley observes that Tito's giving him the biggest pounding he's ever gotten. Lampley also says that Mayorga's never been knocked down in a fight, to which Roy Jones retorts "he is tonight." With 45 seconds left, Trinidad apparently hits Mayorga in the hip with a low blow, which gets Mayorga a rest, but no point deduction for Tito. Lampley wonders if Mayorga's acting, and HBO gets a nice closeup of his face, which is banged up nicely. They show the punch, and it's definitely a low blow. After about two minutes, Mayorga comes out, and they finish the round rather spectacularly, as Mayorga seems to get something back. 10-9 Tito, as the flurry by Mayorga was still not enough to win him the round. (Lederman: 10-9)

Round seven: Also known as Tito Takes A Round Off. Mayorga pours on some offense as Tito seems to be conserving his energy. Lampley notes Tito's consistent 60% work rate over the fight so far, though not in this round. With 55 seconds left, Tito seems to throw another low blow to the hip, though as Mayorga tries to take his break, the ref tells him to turn around and get back into it. Tito does seem to get back on his horse after that, but they finish the round trading, and I'd probably say this one's a 10-9 round for Mayorga, though Tito made it close late. (Lederman disagres with me, giving it to Tito 10-9)

In the break, they show the "low" blow, and it's on Mayorga's butt, so I suppose it's low, but Jones correctly observes that you shouldn't turn away from your opponent, even if you think you've got a call.

Round eight: Mayorga comes out firing, as the commentators speculate about a second wind. Lampley says Mayorga's thrown 512 punches in the fight so far. This has been a very clean fight so far, but now Mayorga holds Tito's head down and then clinches up. With 1:45 left, Tito turns it on huge, and at the 1:24 mark, Mayorga goes down for the first time ever in his career on a huge body blow. Mayorga gets up from his knees at the count of nine. Mayorga tries to come back, and gets knocked down again at :52. He gets up at 8 this time. Tito, who has been standing up on the top rope, assuming he's won, has to come back down and goes in for the kill. At :22, Mayorga goes down for the third time, and the ref waves it off.

Your winner, at 2:38 of Round 8, after a two and a half year layoff, Felix "Tito" Trinidad. Let me say this, in no uncertain terms, and for the cheap seats:

MATCH OF THE YEAR, KIDS.

Lampley notes that Trinidad was 39/47 on power shots in round 8, "that's what you call target practice." Total punches: Tito 290/460, for an amazing 63% workrate. Mayorga on the other hand, was 141/564 for a 25% rate. Power punches: Tito was 218/329 for a 66% power rate(after a 2 1/2 year layoff, let's not forget.) Mayorga, 128/391 for a 33% rate.

Post fight, Tito says he dominated the fight(no shit), that Mayorga took a lot more of his abuse then he expected, but that Mayorga never hurt him, and that the knockdown wasn't really a knockdown. He also dodges the "who's next" question, saying it's up to Don King. Mayorga is shown heading to the back, electing not to be interviewed. The torrent stops before Jones and Lampley's post-mortem on the fight.

So what's next for Tito? Larry Merchant posed the obvious question. A grudge match with Bernard Hopkins, or a bigger money match with Oscar De La Hoya? If I'm Tito, I'd say take the match with De La Hoya, because I just don't think anyone's gonna beat Hopkins anytime soon. But if anyone does, then maybe Tito might be the guy. But he should definitely chase Oscar back to 154 first before he goes after Hopkins.

Again, kids, MOTY stuff here, and if you see one fight this year, this should be it. Mad props, as it were, to "Snoopy360" for being kind enough to upload this on the torrent site that I go to.

Saturday, October 02, 2004

Why couldn't George do this with Star Wars?

So, THX-1138: The Director's Cut.

Now, bear in mind that I haven't watched the original THX in many a year, and that the VHS copy I did see then was full screen. But I have to say after watching the newly re-mastered, and yes, fixed like the Trilogy, THX DVD, that I honestly couldn't see anything that was so new that it was out of place. The remaster is so pristine that the new footage, wherever it was, blends in so well with the original footage (unlike the Trilogy.)

THX is the story of a dystopian future, far removed from that of Star Wars. Beyond that, I'm not sure I could properly relate the plot. It's very abstract, and I read two different plot summaries on IMDb, neither of which seemed to describe what I saw on screen. I will say that the first half of the movie is kind of slow, but it picks up in the second half when it becomes slightly more of a straight chase film. Robert Duvall does a good job of conveying the confusion of someone who has been dead to the world for so long that everything just seems wrong when he begins to come out of it, and I'm still not sure what exactly Donald Pleasance's character was supposed to be.

The extras are good. There is a vintage making of, called "Bald", in which Duvall and Maggie McOmie, the female lead, have their heads shaven for the role. McOmie's expressions as they cut her hair are priceless. There's a new making of, featuring Lucas, Walter Murch(Lucas' co-scripter), Matthew Robbins, Francis Ford Coppola(who produced), and the cast. There's also an entertaining documentary short about Coppola's doomed American Zoetrope studio experiment, and the original theatrical trailer as well as new trailers. Overall, worth picking up if you like Lucas, or if you like your future dystopian.

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Watching the Showtime fight card. Wladimir Klitschko's attempt to come back from the bizarre loss to Lamon Brewster in May has been stopped by a clash of heads in the fifth. As we wait on the scorecards, the ringside doctor is explaining that the cut on Klitschko's head is down to the bone. Prior to this, Klitschko was struggling as it was, so if he loses to DeVarryl Williamson, it's another blow to his rapidly diving career.

In the earlier matches, Jeff Lacy got a TKO win over Syd Vanderpool in a match that was pretty even. Vanderpool did a pretty good job of staying with "Left Hook", and Brendan will probably disagree with me, but I think the ref called the TKO too soon. I think Vanderpool probably could have stayed in the fight after a standing 8. Lacy is now the first of the 2000 U.S. Olympians to win a belt(the IBF Super Middleweight), and fought well enough, I suppose.

Kassim Ouma beat Verno Phillips in a match that was probably the match of the night, though Ouma pretty much dominated Phillips up one side of the ring and down the other. The only negative for Ouma is that he was unable to put Phillips down in the 11th or 12th when he had a clear opportunity to do just that. Instead he won a unanimous decision and the IBF Light Middleweight title.

Back to the main event; and it's a split decision. 49-46 Klitschko, 48-47 Williamson, and 49-46 Klitschko. I don't think that's quite accurate, as it was a much closer fight then two out of three by three points, and if it had gone further, who knows. But the important thing for Klitschko is that he salvages, for the moment anyway, his flailing career.

The fight I wanted to see, of course, was on PPV this week. Hopefully, HBO will run it next Saturday, or maybe during the week this week. That fight is the Trinidad/Mayorga fight, which Boxing Central is calling the possible Fight Of The Year. Apparently Mayorga went down for the first time ever. Come on HBO, show me the fight and not for $49.95 either~!

Showtime's next big fight show is November 6, with their ME being Kosta Tsyzu/Sharmba Mitchell. I can't see Mitchell not winning this fight, as Tsyzu isn't nearly the fighter he was before he got hurt, and he hasn't fought since beating Jesse James Leija back in January of 2003. Mitchell, on the other hand, is one of the most entertaining guys to watch at 140. Mitchell and Tszyu fought in 2001, and Mitchell was ahead on two of the three scorecards before having to throw in the towel in the seventh due to a knee injury. As former SCSU rugby coach and my high school religion teacher Mike Guzzio would say, "It's either gonna be close, or you're gonna need a calculator."

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Evidently there's a Smackdown PPV tomorrow night. I will not be watching, as I have to work. I may download it, but with the main event being The Undertaker vs. JBL in a Hearse match, I may well just pass. (Honestly, can we come up with either a new gimmick or some new ideas for gimmick matches for the Undertaker? Casket, Hearse, Buried Alive? All done, done, done. How about a "Loser gets an Queer Eye makeover" or something?)

Feh.