The Perfect Medicine
(Ok, not a fan of boxing? Tough shit! This is the sport that brought me back to Blogland so you'll have to deal. I love, love, LOVE boxing...and my incredible roomie Coacharob is now "forced" to take part in this obsession of mine as well. So, if she can suffer quietly so can the rest of you.)
Promo Photo before the big fight.
Sugar Shane is on the left, Vargas is on the right.
This was Sugar Shane's last fight in this weight class, and Vargas seemed a shoe-in for victory. However, in classic Vargas style he had trouble connecting with speed AND power, and Sugar wore him down midway through the 5th round. While I like Vargas I often find myself irritated by the way he "telegraphs" his next move, and by the fact he is horrible at defending his left side. Sugar made excellent use of these two factors to bring home the win. Vargas however, went home with a badly swollen left eye, and a not-so- pretty right one. The Official finally called the fight in the 10th round because Vargas was having trouble seeing and was not able to maintain his balance or defend himself vigorously. That means Sugar won by TKO (that is a Technical Knock Out for those who may not know)-- a great way to end his career in this weight class.
By no means was this pretty fight, not in the technical sense of the word anyway, but it always thrilling to watch when two men with such differences in their styles go toe-to-toe. In fact it was sooo thrilling I had to blog about it, and now you are being graced with my presence once more.
So, God bless boxing --it is the perfect medicine for me when I am in a funk, and bless the fighters who inspire me...may they stay in the ring long enough to help me blog another day! And to Vargas...speed, accuracy, protect that left side already, and while you're at it make use of that reach you've got-- sheesh!!!