Friday, June 7, 2019

good talk

The roads in San Diego get me, and the "repairs" are a joke, the People are truly weak-minded.  I saw the Padres play the Phillies (saw both play last year, also saw Bryce Harper last year with the Nationals) at Petco, Phillies won 7-5.  Padres were above .500, rare for this far into the Season, spent big-money, Manny Machado has 10 years for 300 mil, got their biggest frank, Humphrey Bogart said, a hot dog at the ballpark is better than steak at the Ritz, guess so.  On Sat Nite,  the Heavyweight Championship changed hands (WBA, WBO, IBF) as Andy Ruiz, a Mexican-American from Imperial, Ca., way-off in the desert towards Yuma (32-1-0, 21 KO's, his only defeat by close-decision to Joseph Parker 3 years ago) defeated the fabled Anthony Joseph, a Black Briton (entering 22-0, 21 KO's), both fighters "29", before a turnaway crowd of 20 thou at Madison Square Garden.  Before Sat Nite, if you were talking to a group of 30, and Andy Ruiz walked-past in street clothes, and you told them, that's one of the greatest athletes in the World, the laughter would push you back 2 feet, as Andy is at least 40 lbs. overweight.  A 30-1 Underdog, Andy made the most of his opportunity, both fighters were wary for the first 2 Rounds, in the 3rd Round, Anthony knocked Andy down, prompting Andy to throw caution to the wind, he unleashed a barrage of punches that knocked Anthony down, and then again knocked him down, Anthony only saved by the Bell.  Andy relaxed for the next 3 Rounds, but in the 7th, he put Anthony down for the 3rd Knockdown, and then a 4th with Anthony getting-up but unable to continue, the Referee waving-it-off at 1:27 of the 7th Round.  Everybody likes the Underdog, and nobody would be more of that than Andy Ruiz, who quickly thanked his father, who had started-him in boxing at "6".  Viva El Gordo!  Due to the burgeoning Middle Class throughout the World, it gets increasing-hard to get into great Art Museums and other tourist-attractions, there's probably 3 times as many of the Middle Class as there was 40 years ago, maybe 4 times, say, when I was in Amsterdam I went to the RijksMuseum, and then the next-day, the Van Gogh Museum, I used to be able to just buy a ticket and go-in, but now, they were saying all the tickets are sold for today, I, being persistent, said, isn't there some way, and the guy said, if you pay 60 Euros, you can get-in as a Friend of Vincent, I said ok, but then the guy's Boss said, he was allowing more tickets to be sold online for that day, and I got-in for 19 Euros.  Vincent's surname is pronounced Van Hawwk, as tho you have a wad in your throat and want to tell someone about-it.  Wherever I go in the World, everyone knows who I am, and that I should be treated with contempt and be insulted, you've betrayed me                                                                                                                                                                                                       

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