Up yours
There is a wee drop of madness sweeping the county here.
Katie Taylor is from the north end of the county and is down for an Olympic medal in boxing [though no one knows which one, yet].
Now Don’t get me wrong. I’m delighted for her. She has obviously been working towards this for a while, so whatever medal she wins, I say well done, even if it is for boxing.
For some reason though the whole county has gone mad as if the fact that she lives in their geo-political area somehow reflects on them. What is this strange tribal force that says I have to support someone because we share an approximate postal address?
There are banners and flags all over the county. They are all home made and generally carry the same message. There are “Come on Katie” banners, and the rather strange “Up Katie” ones, which could be misconstrued? There was even one I noticed, that had obviously been scrawled by a Texter – “Cum on Katy” which may have been a word of encouragement or a fetishist’s dream. Seeing is it is highly unlikely that Katie Taylor is ever going to see any of these [and in the case of the last one, it’s probably just as well] I don’t really see the point.
Frankly I find it rather sad that the only sport at which we seem to excel is boxing. I am no great fan of that “art”, as really it all boils down to two people trying to knock the shit out of each other. That’s all well and good outside the pub at closing time, but I can’t see it as a “sport”, and declaring to the world that it’s the only thing we are good at is a tad embarrassing.
All I can hope for is that some Irish person or team can win something at a sport that is a little more honourable.
You truncated you RSS feed??
Sean – All part of the Master Plan for World Domination. Actually, I truncated it too much!
“All I can hope for is that some Irish person or team can win something at a sport………..”
Maybe this:
A lorry has arrived in London carrying barbed wire and wooden posts……turns out its the Irish Olympic fencing team.
Sorry.
Filthy – Now, if you had clicked on the last link in my wee outpouring, you could have saved yourself some trouble!
Pity there is no olympic competition for ripping the system off. Ireland would have won gold with the fucking crooks we have here, although the gold would have been nicked by them long before the competitions.
Good one there GD. Read the fuckin’ post, eh?
Slab – You have been very quiet? Holidays? It wouldn’t surprise me to hear that the gubmint had tried to borrow form the IMF using the promise of gold as collateral!
tt – Filthy is as sound as they come. A regular reader if not a regular link follower!
The pugilistic arts are a beautiful thing. Boxing is not two guys just beating the shit out of each other. There are very strict rules and regulations that must be adhered to and those rules and regulations make it a sport unlike Mixed Marshal Arts which is two guys just beating the hell out of each other. Boxing is the ultimate game of one on one. Chess is the best one on one for the brain and Boxing is the best for the body.
Beautiful thing, but it does help if you can knock the fucker out right?
I wouldn’t say no to getting in her ring and BF have you ever fought in the ring or been splattered with blood ringside? I suspect not.
She’s a comely lass all right.
If you want a all around sport, combined boxing and chess http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chess_boxing
Grandad – Thank you for the link in the post. Gave me a good chuckle.
jim C – Same to you. i think the idea of chess boxing is just as funny as the Irish fencing (bishop to queen’s rook 7 and just wait till i get you in the ring!).
As far as Katie is concerned, more power to her (though I certainly wouldn’t want to be the one to piss her off).
For fuck’s sake! Chess Boxing? Anyone fancy a game of Bridge-Archery? Or Dominos-Diving?
Muff Diving.
Chess-Boxing. That’s too too funny!
I was driving when her last bout came on the radio. The commentator went into overdrive and the ‘listener’ was invited to ‘imagine’ the fight. Apparently then, one woman smashed another woman hard in the face, and driven to new levels of hyperbole, yer man declared the punch, “A thing of beauty” !
Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but Paul O’Connell finally lambing that ignorant Australian second rower some years ago, was a thing of beauty, and long overdue in that match. Watching women doing it just seems wrong to this silver haired gent.
Amateur boxing is a well-regulated sport. The training – dips and presses and all that – is an essential part of the training. Mens sana in corpore sano, as the bishop said to the actress. And boxing gets errant kids off the streets.
I have serious doubts about professional heavyweight boxing. That sport is about big money. It’s about gambling and about the killer punch. And if it doesn’t kill it alters the brain and the nervous system. Look at prematurely aged Muhammad Ali, brought down in his fifties by Parkinson’s disease.
But Katie Taylor is an amateur lightweight, so that debilitating destiny is not for her. Good on her and her parents who encouraged her. And three cheers to all the amateur boxing clubs in cities, towns and villages around Ireland who foster the noble art of amateur boxing.
I will open a bottle of Great Wall Chinese wine in celebration of the medals won in the London Olympics by Katie Taylor and the other boxers.
Herself wanted to see a bit of the action yesterday so I happened to oversee a bit of it. [Is oversee the visual equivalent of overhear?]. There was a fair bit of physicality in the bout so my advice to Katie would be to ease up now before she ends up with cauliflower ears and a distorted nose. God knows she will get enough job offers now to last a lifetime.
…and offers of marriage from budding Charles Atlas types?