Ringside romance.
I can’t pinpoint exactly when my fascination for fighting began, but it was at least several years ago. And I recognize that this piece of me completely contradicts all of my traditional girly qualities…no shame there. I guess you could say I’m soft & sweet inside but rough around the exterior edges (ex: I’ll be the girl walking a pit bull in high heels). But there is a very specific, bold line between the kinds of throwdowns I prefer to watch.
Mixed Martial Arts, followed by Boxing. Inside of a ring, with a referee, and judges, and rounds. I will not under any circumstances condone or approve of street fighting. In fact I have zero tolerance for testosterone-filled, macho-man, beat-my-chest, shit-talking, ego-enhancing sucker punches in & out of bars. Those are for loser chumps who were probably the school bully as a kid and are still trying to prove themselves as adults.
What I respect and appreciate are professionals who have dedicated their lives to training, technique and mastering tough holds, moves, jabs and kicks. Maybe somehow this all stems from being the only young girl growing up in a household full of boys who would wrestle me on a regular basis. Some brothers pick on their sisters through negative nickname calling. Instead, mine practiced WWF moves on me to the likes of Randy Macho Man Savage & Hulk Hogan. I had to hold my own, literally, and managed to become an excellent “wiggler” to remove myself from all kinds of pins. It really is a skill! I have never personally had a fist fight either… but would be (and have been) the first to defend a loved one when necessary, despite my small stature.
Ordering a UFC pay-per-view fight is just as exciting to me as going to a fancy restaurant. While everyone will be dining at two-top tables this weekend around their neighborhood to celebrate Valentine’s Day (including myself) what I’d really prefer to do is sit ringside at a live combat event. I’ve only ever experienced the competitions from a couch.
This morning while driving to work I heard a radio commercial for EFC — Elite Fighting Challenge. I imagine its an amateur league of UFC. Well an event takes place locally tomorrow. I also heard a poll describing how women & men prefer to spend Cupid’s calendar day. The ladies like, in order 1) Getting good love [which I intrepret to mean affection and attention] 2) Intimate dinner for two 3) Roses/flowers. Men like, in order 1) Sex 2) Intimate dinner for two 3) Going out on the town.
Now personally, I am an equal opportunity swooner and would enjoy all of the above. But to truly speak to my heart, frontrow seats to an epic ass beating would definitely take the cake.
