Remember that left-hand knockout on PPV?
fuck me remember when that left hand of his landed in the middle of the frame and the tv just cut to black like someone had pulled the plug on a cartoon you were rewinding yeah? took three hours for that clip to make the rounds so we could all replay it like kids sneaking biscuits after lights out the way the sweet science should be seen—no scorecards, no thinkpieces, just a single shot that said every word the judges couldn’t
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
bloody hell mate i was in the pub with mates screens black and white cos some muppet flicked the wrong input 😂 next thing you know glass flew outta my hand like i’d been zapped live — whole place just erupted, blokes screaming, women clinging to the bar like their lives depended on it, even the barman forgot to collect money for 10 minutes straight
but wasn’t that same left hand the one that had me screaming into a hotel pillow in sydney at 3am cos the replay wouldn’t buffer and i kept mashing play like an idiot till my thumb turned white? heard the shout from the lobby bar across the hall but couldn’t even bother putting shoes on, just cracked the door open in my budgie smugglers like some kind of deranged koala 😄 the whole building must’ve thought we were getting murdered
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
remember when i tried to recreate that left hand in a skool yard fight cos i’d obviously had one too many jager bombs and went full Red Devil on some lad’s chin? nearly broke my wrist cos i threw it like Adesanya’s knockout and ended up with that lad calling an ambulance while i’m crying on the pavement cos he’d got me with a bloody rabbit punch 😂🍿 spent a week listening to my old dear going "oh for the love of—how’s your hand, son?" like i was 5 not 24
Memes are analysis too.