This is a holiday that gets me very excited. I’ve been up early doing my sit ups, getting in some work on the heavy bag, and doing a little sparring with The Devil, who was able to tear himself away from my TV and food long enough to go a couple of rounds in the basement ring with me.
Now I’ve put on my silk boxing trunks, taped my hands, slipped on my boxing gloves, and dug my Boxing Day Championship Belt out of the trophy case for all the world to see. It is time to hit the streets of Bangor and challenge total strangers to box.
I have been doing this for the past two years, and my record is 22-1-1. I have been knocked out only once and will admit I was whooped that time, but the draw was a load of crap. I knocked that guy down twice over the course of the match, but the judges claimed he got in more punches. No way!
I don’t really care about the record, though. I do this to spread a little Boxing Day spirit to a community that’s still a bit punch drunk from Christmas.
So what do you to, Modern Philosophers, to celebrate Boxing Day? Do any of you have a record as good as mine? If you’re going to be in the Bangor area today, let me know and we can pick a street corner and go a few rounds.
I love this crazy holiday!