Random ramblings about not necessarily anything in particular, and not much more....
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Ricky Lost
Good performance, but ultimately was a little too careless coming in, and with Mayweather's accuracy, he got picked off. The first knockout punch was a bit of a classic, and knocked him off balance so much that he went head first into the corner post. After that it was all over.
We managed to get through the snow storm and back from Heidi's work's party in time to watch it semi-live (sorry Neil for the late txt reply - had switched the phone off just in case someone sent me the result). It was probably one of the more exciting boxing matches I've seen in a while, but I have a feeling that was only coz I actually cared about the result. And the referee was obviously favoring Mayweather (elbows anyone?) but ultimately it didn't really make much difference.
Anyway, you did us proud Ricky. Sorry you didn't win.
But now Ricky has the biggest fight of his career, against Floyd Mayweather - the guy with the biggest mouth in boxing (maybe) but with the skills to back it up. It's going to be a good one - two very different styles of fighter, but both unbeaten so far in their professional career. If Ricky wins this one, it'll make him a superstar over here, especially if he wins it in style. It's being hyped up on both sides of the Atlantic, with the BBCseemingly updatingtheir pre-fightpages every few hours.
My brother pinged me this afternoon to say he was watching the weigh-in, and through the wonders of the internet, I was able to watch it stream live from the HBO site at the same time. Ricky looks in great shape, and I'm hoping Mayweather is getting a little lazy now that he's got so many championships.
But, it looks like we're probably not going to see it live - we did debate going down there for it, but then things conspired against us (going back home, skint, too many trips to Vegas already etc etc). It turned out ok though, as Heidi's new company has their Christmas gig tomorrow night, so chances are we'll be there. Some friends are debating getting the fight though so we may call in on the way home. Either way, I'm more excited for a boxing match than I have been for a very long time. Come on Ricky!!
Cnn has pulled together a list of what they consider the best suites in Vegas - Bellagio doesn't make it on the list if you can believe that, but the ones they do have are pretty cool. I just wonder who can afford the Playboy Suites at the Palms for $40k a night!!
Despite the numerous trips planned to Begas in the next couple of months (it's Bachelor Party season over here), it doesn't look like we'll make it into one of these. But, the beauty of Vegas is you never really know what could happen, or where you'll end up, so if it happens, I promise to take at least one pic ;-)
OK - so this took a while, but I finally did manage to get the photo's and one video uploaded from the weekend. The highlight was the Ricky Hatton fight - one of those things that you didn't know was going on, then getting last minute tickets (pretty close to the ring too) and having an absolute blast.
The weekend had started off ok with on-time flights, a decent room at the Bellagio (for a special price based on the fact that I always hand over lots of additional cash to the casinos when I'm there), and actually finding my wife in the huge complex that is known as MGM. However, we were both feeling pretty rough, with a hectic week almost behind us, and a decent bout of cold/flu type symptoms that had us dragging. A couple of cocktails and some wasabi peas helped out at Tao in The Venetian, but then we hit the wall and headed back for room service and a pretty early night (although I did go back downstairs for an hour on the machines to lose even more money).
Saturday was the best day - we hit Stratosphere (the cheap places always seem to be luckier for me) and managed to win a little money. Ended up staying there until around 4, when the plan emerged for the Hatton fight (we had saw a poster the night before when wandering around). Tickets secured, a quick change at the hotel, a run across the road, disappointment when we realized the ticket office had told us a 7pm start meant that was when the 2 main fights were starting, and we had missed the 3 or 4 fights on the undercard, but then elation when we saw where our seats were. The guys next to us were a good laugh as well, and the beer section was close enough to run to and stock up as necessary (there appeared to be waitresses wandering around taking orders, but one waitress per 500 people meant it was a crap shoot to even get her attention, and the time between ordering and receiving bordered on the ridiculous). The place was full of dodgy blokes from Manchester, but everyone was in good spirits and the atmosphere got better as the night went on. Even the HBO camera teams were good crack (they were pretty close to our seats for most of the night, and spent what seemed to be a large part of the time taking video of the wife - she did look particularly stunning that night though, I must say). Photos are uploaded here - some of the fight ones came out ok, but my favorite is this one of Larry Merchant - he really thought Heidi was a huge fan and asked her to wait a second so he could pose properly for the close up. Little did he know we actually slag him off soooo much when we're watching HBO - he's way too old and losing a couple of marbles to keep up with the modern game. Even though we knew he wore a decent amount of make-up, nothing prepared us for the shock of the real thing - that stuff was shovelled on his face, and must have been an inch deep! And the young(er) guy who sits with him was no better.
Anyway, after the fight, we hit Bally's for a bit, and then planned to meet up with Heidi's friends form work over at Hard Rock. Through some connections, luck and a small amount of cash exchanging hands, we bypassed the ridiculous line outside and headed straight for the VIP section. There weren't any VIP's in there though, so we just pretended to be rich and famous, and had a few cocktails to wind down the night. Unfortunately, at around 2am, I realized that the half a tuna melt I had at 1pm wasn't going to be quite enough to soak up all the alcohol (I had started drinking at about 1.05pm and hadn't really stopped for too long), so what followed next should have been expected. I won't go into too many details here (see Mam, I do protect you just in case you read this), but it involved a speedy walk/run to the bathroom, almost making it, a trashcan, 3 bouncers, a cleaner and for some strange reason a midget on a stool pressing elevator buttons (quickly followed by 2 people getting "friendly" but totally being busted when they didn't realize they were leaning against an elevator door). The conclusions were all good though - no bruises, another thing off my "things to do before I die" list (being asked to leave a Vegas club), and I was feeling great.
Sunday was the usual blow out - we got a late checkout, room service breakfast, delayed flight and then more snow to arrive back to (just under a foot in our street). However, Saturday made the whole weekend worth it (and is still making me smile today).
No pics of Vegas uploaded yet - we got back late due to more snow in Denver yesterday (another foot to dig out of our driveway), the wife's velly velly sick and in bed, and I was late for work. So, full updates later on when I get the pics and videos loaded up. Let me tell you it'll be worth the wait though (well, maybe not, but I'm trying). Hopefully have some good pics of the big fight on Saturday night (Ricky Hatton, not me), and none of me getting escorted out of Hard Rock by the nice bouncers at Body English, so stay tuned.
Oh, yeah, and this is the first weather forecast we've had in the last 6 weeks that has no snow in the forecast - it makes me smile.....
