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MachoMan09 wrote:

Poncey wrote:George Michael just won on points.

I'm glad George won, I always had faith in him winning. I met him in a club called Cowboys and Angels a while back. We went on to a wine bar called Desafinado and got absolutely bladdered. He got into a scrap with some locals, he'd said something into my ear, a careless whisper, but he set about these lads like a killer. I think he'd been chatting up one of their girlfriends giving it 'if you were my girl...' and they'd overheard. Good night, though.

Following what happened tonight, his opponent will just have to heal the pain, move on and give it one more try. Maybe he could consider a different corner? At the end of the day, though, he'll clear at least a monkey and if he is living hand to mouth, hard day after hard day, Jesus to a child, it doesn't really matter. I saw him box last Christmas. After the show he goes to me ' wait, I've got a last request, a moment with you, brother can you spare a dime?'. I knew then he needed a father figure. He was just looking to earn his freedom 90 or a 100 hours a week. He must have had a shower because he wasn't smelling too funky. I thought this is the strangest thing, I guess he just needed somebody to love. Anyway, I was in a rush, praying for time. I was on a promise for some fast love, I was going to give her everything she wants. I said 'I knew you were waiting for me. I saw your fight, it's the first time ever I saw your face'. I grabbed a tenner out of my pocket and handed it to him. It was the strangest thing. I'm getting older and as I do I don't let the sun go down on me until I've done somebody a good turn. It's a matter of faith I suppose, love's in need of love today, praying for time, who knows? Anyway, I went outside and my girlfriend was sat in the car spinning the wheel. I told her I'd just given the journeyman a tenner and she said 'I'm kissing a fool'. She'd been outside for ages.