Re: They say Robinson was always difficult to deal with; sometimes he just didn't show up.
Posted: 30 Oct 2017, 19:41
Why oh why is everyone feeding the troll?

Kalan wrote:Could he hit? ... BTW...his fight with George Foreman is never listed. That was supposed to be a real fight I believe. George stopped him.
Kalan wrote: . . . and that's why conscience would guide some German soldiers in deciding whether they want to follow the Fuhrer---the law of the land---or join the resistance (obey their conscience)... What side would you be on given that unwelcome choice???
Possibly true... Many were victims of propaganda who didn't put a lot of thought into what they were doing... They're forgiven and their souls aren't lost... But if they were sharp enough to know what was going on, and violated their own conscience -- and didn't join the resistance -- then they sinned. You can't get away with doing nothing to help in the presence of evil. You have to take action.golden oldie wrote: ↑31 Oct 2017, 19:38The overwhelming majority of German soldiers were no different to allied soldiers. They were fighting the enemy on the battlefields.
Thanks for this Kalan, I missed this when it was posted. I'm right in the middle of some quite heavy exams and I needed a laugh.Kalan wrote: ↑30 Oct 2017, 00:50I was never stopped. It's fun if you can get sparring and fights. If not it's a pain in the ass.APerno wrote:I was unaware that you were a fighter. I understand your desire for anonymity, but could you share some fight anecdotes without facts? Have you ever been stopped? What is it like? That sort of thing!
Here's an anecdote from a few fights into my amateur career when I boxed a pro Heavyweight ranked 9th who was 20-0.. That might seem like a high ranking but his unbeaten record was fluff and he was a poor boxer and puncher. He was boxing an exhibition sparring match in a major hotel parking lot to hype an upcoming fight. I drove over with a couple buds to watch the open-air sparring. His sparring partner didn't show.
Another boxer who was on the card was sparring when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was the Heavyweight's manager. He pleaded with me to fill in and do the sparring with his boy. I said Hell no...I don't have any experience and can't box well enough to box any pro.. He said his kid would take it easy. I said I don't have my sparring gear. He said they had plenty of gear for me. I was wearing regular sport shoes so I wore those. I put on a cup that didn't feel real snug, a pair of trunks I would toss if they were mine. The wraps were a bulky and stiff -- the kind I would never use, and the only sparring gloves they had were pillows that weighed 23 oz each. The mouth piece was a "fits all" rubber one that you had to bite to keep it in. The headgear they had was too small so I went minus headgear. I was very uncomfortable and very angry at myself for agreeing to do this.
I get up in the ring and the idiot manager gets on the microphone in a booming voice -- and introduces me to the crowd as the world's hardest punching Heavyweight to a tremendous ovation...which embarrassed me to death and pissed his fighter off to no end.. The manager saw me clock a couple rank amateurs and thought I could punch. I was ready to strangle him. Anyway, the first round starts and I feint a jab. He bites on the feint and I rip a quick hook around his guard that stuns and staggers him. This happens 5 seconds in. Now the pro is really pissed off and calls me a MFer and other choice names. Then he clobbers me all over the ring as the crowd roars approval.. All I do is concentrate on defense for the duration of the round.
At the bell I go to the corner and the father of a local pro jumps up on the ring apron and starts cursing me out.. "You're letting him punch the Hell out of you. WTF is wrong with you idiot??? He's trying to knock you out. You're stronger than him. Get out there and tear his head off."
I wasn't too sure. I thought going to war would piss him off even more. But we start the second round and he starts clobbering me around again and the guy at ringside is screaming bloody murder at me to punch. Anyway, one of his punches pissed me the Hell off, so I follow this guy's instructions. I drive straight at him and start throwing hard combinations. The punches bite into him and a left hook floors him hard. The crowd is cheering like it's a regular fight. He struggles to get up and they jump in and grab him. His manager jumps in the ring with a mic and tells the crowd it's over and they'll see more action like this at the fight.
The next day they have another open air workout and I show up with all my gear just in case they need me again... They ignore me and they have the guy who was supposed to show the day before.. They have the tamest looking sparring session I've ever seen in my life.. The crowd booed.
Quite. Or indeed the sound that the 9th ranked heavyweight in the world made when hitting the canvas after you nailed him with a left hook whilst wearing 23oz gloves when you were pulled out of the crowd as a novice amateur.Kalan wrote: ↑01 Nov 2017, 14:28 These events are always extremely funny as Hell in retrospect -- but extremely frustrating when you're actually experiencing them.
Your name is that mysterious sound that always draws laughter and comments when people hear it but nobody knows the source of the sound... Also the sound you make as a kid when you let yourself fall backwards onto 2 feet of fresh snow to start making snow angels.
Flump wrote: ↑01 Nov 2017, 17:30Quite. Or indeed the sound that the 9th ranked heavyweight in the world made when hitting the canvas after you nailed him with a left hook whilst wearing 23oz gloves when you were pulled out of the crowd as a novice amateur.Kalan wrote: ↑01 Nov 2017, 14:28 These events are always extremely funny as Hell in retrospect -- but extremely frustrating when you're actually experiencing them.
Your name is that mysterious sound that always draws laughter and comments when people hear it but nobody knows the source of the sound... Also the sound you make as a kid when you let yourself fall backwards onto 2 feet of fresh snow to start making snow angels.
Flump wrote: ↑01 Nov 2017, 17:30Quite. Or indeed the sound that the 9th ranked heavyweight in the world made when hitting the canvas after you nailed him with a left hook whilst wearing 23oz gloves when you were pulled out of the crowd as a novice amateur.Kalan wrote: ↑01 Nov 2017, 14:28 These events are always extremely funny as Hell in retrospect -- but extremely frustrating when you're actually experiencing them.
Your name is that mysterious sound that always draws laughter and comments when people hear it but nobody knows the source of the sound... Also the sound you make as a kid when you let yourself fall backwards onto 2 feet of fresh snow to start making snow angels.
It is our language now, we just let you use it.golden oldie wrote: ↑01 Nov 2017, 19:47I have less than zero interest in American interpretations of the ENGLISH language.
We are more likely to say “I’ll give you a bell” or “I’ll ring you later” and “I’ll give you a knock”. Londoners tend to use more slang but each area of the country have their own funny expressions or sayings.
Not superfluous supposedly - Noah Webster's first American Language Dictionary changed some of those spelling because he (claimed) could hear a new American dialect coming into play and tried to express it with the new spellings. The difference between Colour and Color is suppose to be in the pronunciation, but I'll be damned if I could ever hear a difference.