So, tomorrow would be the much-anticipated boxing event, the bout between Manny Pacquiao and Ricky Hatton. The fight is also named “The Battle of East and West,” and is therefore considered to have the worst name in the history of boxing, you know?
Also, they totally got the name of the fight wrong here.
I’m pretty sure the streets will again be practically abandoned and crime rates will fall to zero as people will crowd in front of their television sets and root for Pacquiao by screaming “SIGE MANNY SUNTUKIN MO PA! PAKSHET GALENG MO MANNY, PATAYIN MO NA PUTANG INA YAN SIGA SUNTOK PA TANGINANG YAN!” and after he wins, 90% of Filipinos would engage in some weird mass orgasm, run through the streets in ecstasy and celebrate the triumph and perseverance of the Filipino Spirit.
Tomorrow morning will probably find me in front of my TV, watching the (non-pay per view version, BOOOOOOOO) of the fight, cheering for whoever is winning, gulping down a bottle of beer, and staying away from Twitter, Plurk and Facebook, because people tend to post spoilers in there. But as everyone knows, I seem to have a genetic predisposition to go online and check Twitter, Plurk and Facebook and to scream because I accidentally viewed a spoiler.
What do you guys think? Who will win?
More importantly, will Pacquiao again say his signature line “you know” on TV, to be broadcasted around the globe? I need to know.
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