:bears: That's the moment when the hands get shaky and the heart begins pounding. Lovely beautiful moment! :clap:
The worst part for me is all the waiting while the national anthems are going on and then the moments preceding the first bell.
The build-up makes it better though. It's part of what makes boxing so exciting. I enjoy every second of the suspense and tension.
Nah, not really, I'm a habitual fan of underdogs, so I automatically watch fights with the mindset of wanting a good war, and if me favourite wins then it's a nice bonus, and if not, well you can still be amused in losing, especially on a messageboard, I rather enjoyed perpetuating reasons as to why Tszyu and Abdullaev didn't triumph ...":nono: uh uh uh uh!.
i used to get a lot more nervous, but now i usually get pissed beforehand and that seems to calm things down..... Lewis-Rahman i remember i was particuarly nervous for, and is certainly the loudest i have ever cheared a knockout....Hatton-Mayweather will probably be the most nervous i have been for a fight in a long while
Same here, and my heart is pounding at a crazy pace too... I think that's why I love boxing, it's always like the 7th game of a final in Baseball/Hockey/Basketball. Cotto-Mosley will be hard on my heart, especially the first few rounds. Kessler-Calzaghe was pretty hard too...::
Very fi ts one of my boys fighting. Heart use to race during Ali, Sugar Ray, Holyfield fights. Some others guys I was fan of also to a lesser degree but really for those 3 cats fights.
BTW...I do get nervous...get the jitters just before every GOOD fight (doesn't have to be "big"). Especially when one of my preferred fighters is involved....like you all said, it's the sweaty palms, jittery, nervous, foot-tapping, nail-chewing phenomenon, when you wish they'd get over the damned national anthems already! REED said it...."Tale of the Tape" is when it really kicks in. Even in the days leading up I can get a bit nervous... But it's that anticipation that makes boxing so exciting. Just two guys doing what they do best, competing in the most primitive, elemental, primordial, brutal, basic of ways...elevated to a sweet science and taken to an art form. No "team dynamics", no politics or 'plays' or substitutions, no coaching calls, no dependence on other players....just two men struggling to impose their will on the other. Savagely sweet stuff. :clap: Peace.