The Ricky Hatton vs. Manny Pacquiao fight is set in stone. May 2. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! I am so pumped for this day. When the news broke earlier this week that Pacquiao hadn’t signed the contract and the fight was off I was so depressed that I needed an extra dose of heroin just to get out of bed.
Even better, rumor has it that Floyd Mayweather will take on the winner…OH EM GEE!!!!
The Shane Mosley vs. Antonio Margarito fight is tomorrow and I’m pretty excited about that also. It should be a bloody mess as these two don’t seem to feel pain.
I was kidding about the movie so RELAX. But if I wasn’t, I could definitely justify my manhood by noting that Scarlett Johansson gets naked in the movie. I repeat, Scarlett Johansson. (OK, you caught me. I just wanted to see another picture….like this.) Easily in my top five. I could go on about Jennifer Anniston and Jennifer Connelly but I might actually convince myself to go and see the movie.
(Come to think of it, Bradley Cooper (Sack from Wedding Crashers) is quickly becoming one of my favorite actors and Accepted with Justin Long is a movie can’t ever turn off. Even Entourage star Kevin Connolly (E) features in this one. Hmmm…)
The Ramsey Center at UGA (the gym) decided to mess with my typically intense and heart-pounding workout routine. They chose to play multiple songs by Rihanna, some Britney Spears and even dropped a Lady GaGa track in there. This effected me in a few ways. First, we all know about my massive crush on Rihanna. Second, do you know how hard it is to work out while thinking about this? Third, I can’t help but break into dance when I hear Lady GaGa’s “Just Dance” and much to Ramsey’s dismay, I did. At least I got some cardio in.
Now before you say “just bring an iPod you dickhead,” my iPod died and the chord to connect it with my laptop has been “lost” ever since the Kentucky boys came down. But keeping in mind I had the greatest cock-block of all time on one of them, I’ll consider us even.
In some depressing news, Will Hammonds called me to let me know he shaved. He came down to visit when the Kentucky crew was here and his beard was magnificent. R.I.P. hair. Also, do yourselves a favor and skip Bill Simmon’s latest article if you’ve had a dog that died. What the hell, Bill?
Good thing Pacquiao signed today as I’ve got a little heroin left over to recover from that last paragraph.
Until next time, Ball Hard.




