Female Says Boxings Dignity Is DEAD.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/sport/blog/2012/feb/22/david-haye-dereck-chisora


Marina Hide. A Cunt of Note. Enjoy.

"I do envy those Brits with the moral backbone to be embarrassed by the Buffoonics in Munich. All week we have heard from those furiously mortified by the behaviour of Dereck Chisora and David Haye, whereas I must admit the caper has afforded me much mirth, from Desperados – the bottle of tequila-flavoured beer David Haye was clutching – to the BBC's failure to pixelate the registration number of the white Range Rover in his drive.

I laughed at my colleague Richard Williams's deliciously mild observation that no one was likely to declare that Chisora or Haye's "example of love, character and dignity makes us want to be better", as David Beckham did at Muhammad Ali's birthday party the night after the ruckus. I laughed at the similar unlikelihood of anyone suggesting the second act of Haye's life will feature a run for political office, as Vitali Klitschko's has.

I mostly laughed at the smalltimery of big David Haye. Standing with his beer-o-pop at the back of the press conference, he had the look of countless blokes up and down Britain at about the same time on a Saturday night out, who suddenly half-decide to turn the last drink into something that will be half-regretted in the morning. It's an escalation best summed up in Paul Calf's exuberant introduction to himself. "My name's Paul Calf, support Man City. Like drinking, like a laugh – you know, bit of a debate, argument, scrap, fight, punch-up, break some bloke's nose … I like life!"

Alas, then, my embarrassment has been in nonexistent supply. Perhaps it would have helped if there'd been some marginally more sympathetic victims in the fracas. My tears failed to liquefy at the possibility of damage to promoters' suits, and I'm afraid to confess that minor injuries to boxing trainers and entourage members are fairly far down my list of give-a-tosses.

Naturally, everyone involved, and plenty of those observing, have done their swift best to suggest that the most maligned victim in all of this is boxing, particularly British boxing, who you'd think was some spotless old dear who'd had her dignity impugned. "Worst of all," ran Chisora's statement, was that he had let "the sport I love down". Haye's screed alluded to his part in something which "threatened to damage the reputation of the sport we both love". The vast majority of professional commentators concurred, and the suspicion when all parties reach such hasty agreement is that a position convenient to all has been found.

Yet isn't there a whiff of something rather unspeakable in the synthetic howls of disgust that have greeted the matter? I know we all have to insist that boxing is the sweet science and the sporting equivalent of opera, like we're all watching it in smoking jackets with tears of moved awe streaming down our faces, and that failure to appreciate it in the correct way is a faux pas as ghastly as not understanding jazz or mispronouncing Kierkegaard. But, if I might stray into technicalese, what a load of cobblers. I mostly like watching boxing; I probably shouldn't; I'm afraid I'm going to carry on doing it. Ali's observation that the sport is a lot of white men watching two black men beat each other up still holds much dispiriting truth today, and those pressing their hankies to their noses about "savagery" and "uncivilised" behaviour in Munich seem – to my untrained eyes at least – to be dancing dangerously close to a choice of words that might be described as unfortunate.

But of course, closely allied to such questionable sentiments is that oddly enduring fairytale that casts boxing as social panacea. For decades now, misty-eyed chaps have claimed that channelling young men's energy into gym-tutored fighting is the way to stop them descending into acts of mindless violence on the streets (it's certainly infinitely cheaper than spending any money on the things that actually cause social breakdown).

So you might say that the one good thing about Saturday night's ruckus – apart from the merriment it has given those of us too unrefined to take it very seriously – is that it finally laid that glib nonsense to rest. It belongs in another time. After all, a man who has benefited from the best boxing training in the land appeared to be just as capable of making idiotic threats to shoot someone as all those gang members and bragging teens who have tragically not been given the opportunity of being saved by the fight game.

Then again, hasn't this preposterous affectation about boxing been already laid to rest countless times, certainly on each occasion an extremely rich and famous boxer is involved in a domestic violence case or worse? Even The Wire – perennial star of Christian Lander's wickedly sharp blog Stuff White People Like – made miserable fun of boxing's curative potential.

Still, I've no doubt that the British boxing authorities will act in a way that somehow rehoists the figleaf, and allows some people to think that it's really all about code and dignity and personal discipline.

But if you've got half a brain, you need only look at the grotesques that have leeched off the spectacle since time immemorial to know that it's all of a piece. The so-called nobility is inextricably bound up with the filth, and you might as well make your peace with it".


What a sex-starved trollope. She sounds like the sort of vaggie steve_dave {Hi steve} should be throwing his todger at.

 

Hi Irish

 

Hai der steve, hai der Irish.

 

Is this Herbie Hide's wife?

 

;)

 

:laugh11: Jesus I hope not. For his sake. :tick::tick:

 

Well fuck that whore, let relocated that dried up twat to a room with Ike Ibeabuchi....she will be the one without an ounce of dignity. That fucking WHORE how dare she questions the dignity of boxing...boxing HAS NO FUCKING DIGNITY...it's hardcore, it's life. If you don't have people around who care about you it's a guaranteed you are going to get fuck. It will be a 5-10 year run of Zolpidem pills, and once the boxer awakes his asshole would be mush, his family and friend would have abandon him, and not only will he be physically, emotionally ruin, but he will be financially cripple.

 

Which ones are the gang members she says are tragically without the opportunity to be saved by the boxing game? But she didn't mean opportunity at all. She was referring to equal outcomes, not opportunities. Socialist cunt. Funny thing when these socialists become passionate about something they know very little about and in the process get careless about covering up their absurd expectations regarding society and govt.

 

Hey Double, does it hurt having Ayn Rand's hand shoved through your rectum, halfway up your body working the controls or are you used to it by now?

 

So you think it's tragic that everyone can't be a boxing star?

 

So does this bitch think they should be having a tea party or something?

 

I think it's tragic that you're allowed to have opinions.

 

Typical of people like you. I'm not even sure what you're objecting to because your point of view is in such conflict with anything that could possibly be, you wouldn't dare articulate it. So what was it I said?

 

If you're saying you respect Rand's work, take it up with cdogg. Evidently, he finds it objectionable.

 

This woman writes for The Guardian Newspaper in England- not a bastion of Ayn Randism, I can assure you all. One of the problems with Ali's popularity is that most people pick up The Big Book Of Boxing, read Ali, watch When We Were 215lb Kings, watch Champions Forever In the 1970's and think they have a handle on the sport. They don't. Ali retired 30 years ago. Boxing has changed a lot.

That woman clearly doesn't follow boxing. Most people who write about boxing in this casual, sports-page sense, don't follow it.

I used to hear this sort of stuff in College. People wanting to know when was Butterbean fighting for the title, when was Naz fighting De La Hoya {they had heard of both, and therefore....must be in the same division or something} and also...wasn't boxing corrupt and weren't all the fights fixed?? :shit:

 

My take on your opinion is basically the same as cdogg's.

 

Cdogg is drunk and Irish. In otherwords, he's Irish. You need to look out for that. Don't be agreeing with us too often or you'll be craving for the sup in no time.

 

If "sup" = booze.. I used to drink but stopped about 8-9 years ago. Don't miss it in the least. I do generally like the Irish though, believe it or not.. common enemy & all that

 

What? Work???

Agreed on the booze. Avoid.

 

Loadedgloves has the best skull dimensions on this site, a beautiful, beautiful Aryan skull, pristine original condition, he's got it in him, don't worry about that.

But as for YOU,.. why the Ed Gein observations about wimmenz all tha time?... :crafty: ..

 

Women need to keep their mouth shut until they know the score. They are to be seen and not heard when it comes to boxing.

 

I like women.

Not this one though. Well, not unless she has large, natural breasts, which seems unlikely looking at her profile pic.

 

When it comes to crime,.. our only defence is gangster rap I'm afraid. hno:

 

Starting to sound that way.:crying:

 

I hate women too, Irish

 

Well to be fair, Ayn Rand did write volumes on exactly how a certain type of ideologue would respond to specific questions and the desire for specificity. She said they would make ad hominem attacks, avoid the question, declare that "good" people shouldn't think like that, one shouldn't be allowed to have such opinions and... er....

Well even the blind squirrel finds a nut sometimes, yeah. And she was hideously ugly anyway, not like Jack Kennedy or even Ted Bundy.

 

Exactly.