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topcat

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Watching other folks fight makes people happy. I'm not as prone to watch blood sport as I used to be. Never did tune in to the cage stuff that is pulling in the big numbers now days.
My dad boxed in AAU in high school, then golden gloves and for the Marine Corps. before shipping out to the South Pacific. He liked the Friday Night Fights on TV for the skill value. He told me he lost a 3 round fight to a pro and when all the pro got was a ribbon, he said "that don't buy no pork chops." He felt better about it, knowing he lost to a pro.
 

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My dad boxed in AAU in high school, then golden gloves and for the Marine Corps. before shipping out to the South Pacific. He liked the Friday Night Fights on TV for the skill value. He told me he lost a 3 round fight to a pro and when all the pro got was a ribbon, he said "that don't buy no pork chops." He felt better about it, knowing he lost to a pro.
When the Saipan was out to sea for a few weeks and fights were starting to pop up between sailors and marines, they would stage three round bouts in the hanger bay called Friday Night Smokers or something like that. Helped moral I guess.

Pork chops loom large in the economic history of my family. Daddy was a kid during the depression and he lived for several years with Uncle Charlie, who had a job with the City of West Palm Beach. He talked about looking forward to Fridays when Uncle Charley would get paid and go buy pork chops for supper. And now pork chops at the diner on Tuesdays are the one thing that will get me to brave the covid gantlet to go into town. We had to run into Tally this week, and it was so strange to see most everyone wearing masks. Lots of times I'm the only one wearing one in the stores around here.
 
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