My boyfriend loves boxing. I love the way his eyes light up when he talks about it. He explains the sport of boxing as an art requiring both mental and physical strength. The little boxing knowledge I have, I owe to the endless conversations between Mark and my friend Yen AND to the boxing I did my first to second year of college. Anyway, today was a historic day in the boxing world. My friends and family and I gathered together at the La Habra house and watched the fight. I was able to play with my goddaughters, Jenelle and Krista. I helped Kevin barbeque. We laughed. We screamed at the television. We cried. And before I knew it, the night was over.
My thoughts about the fight: Mayweather won fair and square. As much as I wanted Pacquiao to win, he was outboxed. I’m sure there will be many angry filipinos after this, but what “casuals” (or casual watchers) think is that boxing is about brawling. I don’t know everything about boxing, but I know that boxing is not brawling. Boxing is about how many times you can hit and not get hit. It’s just as much of a mental game as playing chess or solving a math problem. Boxing is about anticipating your opponents moves and using what you know to your advantage. So, all in all, as much as Pacquiao is for the filipino people and maybe some will dislike what I’m writing in this post… Mayweather won, the fight is done, and we cannot wallow over it. Thanks to my boyfriend I’ve watched so many fights and documentaries about these two amazing fighters and I know both of them should not be defined by just this fight. They both have outstanding resumes and they are both getting paid after all of it. So, congrats Mayweather. I don’t agree with what you’ve done in your personal life, but I commend you for your abilities in the ring.
*I do not own this photo. I found it on someone’s Instagram and thought it was super cool.
Me and the boxing fans, Mark and Yen.
Chef Rachel ❤
Chicken on a stick.
Jenelle and Grandpa hanging out in the backyard.
Jenelle, Krista, and my dad.
Cutie pie ❤