Battle ready indeed

Which sounds better: a) Friday Night Fights or b) Saturday Night’s All Right for Fight-ing? That question is tough as an elbow to an eye socket.

Actually both terms work for me. Thankfully I’ve never had someone grind an elbow on my eye socket like I saw in the opening match (Leroy Sablan def. J.J. Malite) of Gorilla Warfare Battle Ready last Saturday night which, yes, was all right for fighting with epic matches pitting Saipan warriors against off-island talent of considerable proportions.

Mike “Da Ogre” Davis from Guam at 6’3” 319 lbs. outweighed his opponent Charlz Aiken by 83 lbs. That’s worth about two legs.

I was surprised that the Saipan-Pohnpeian agreed to take the fight as Davis basically added the weight of a lawn mower since the match was first announced. He was not under any obligation to get into the ring against someone that much heavier. At first I didn’t understand the decision but after mulling it awhile, it made sense.

Aiken thinks with his heart.

The ref could have stopped the fight after Davis floored Aiken. But the former Commonwealth Football League player got up to take on even more beating. I felt sorry for him but there was nothing I could do. His brain was being bashed. So he did the only thing he could do—put his head down and bull rush the Ogre, wrapping his arms around his legs and driving the monster into the mat on his hip bone. Ouch plus a hundred. He couldn’t stand for at least 10 minutes. Fight over.

Aiken snatched victory from the jaws of defeat with a heart of steel resolve.

Interestingly enough, the crowd jeered when EMS brought in a stretcher but cheered politely when Davis finally limped out on his own tree trunks.

Saw only one spectator escorted out by security for unruly behavior, a sister of one of the fighters who vehemently questioned a call. Saw several beer cups thrown into the ring after Kelvin Fitial defeated Ed Carpenter.

More mayhem would have occurred if Fitial had lost after the referee had called the fight in his favor with a few seconds left in the first round but the match was allowed to continue. That was just one of the bad calls that night.

The Big Hit told me he didn’t argue taking the bout into the second round because he wanted to show his fans more of what they came to see which was him fighting.

After the ref stopped the fight the final time, either Ed Zeppelin didn’t hear the call or didn’t agree I don’t know, but he went after an unsuspecting opponent which was not fair, hence the display of outrage evidenced by flying cups of $3 beer.

I didn’t throw my cup. I drank from it. I don’t waste beer.

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