I swear, I always end up face-down on the canvas floor. Godâjust BREATHING wrong, Bald Bull sends me on a one-way flight to Istanbul.
Super Macho Man. Truly, itâs an HONOR to ref for him. After the match, his colleagues were handing out merchandise. One of them gave me a CD on âHow to Be Totally Rad like Super Macho Man.â I was intrigued, so I found the nearest trash can for safe keeping.
Oh, Aran Ryan⊠âone of me favoriteâ boxers. That absoluteâ God-awfulâLUNATIC. I tried to put Lucky Charms back to his corner⊠(ahem) I ended up in the corner insteadâŠ
As for Mr. Sandman, I donât really have a problem with him. But I will say one thing. That man, is TERRIFYING. Iâve watched him club boxer after boxerâwithout breaking a drop of sweat. I donât even know if anyone actually laid a punch on him. All I remember is how many boxers he sent to the hospital.
And when he winsâwhen itâs over? Iâm the one who has to raise his glove. That same glove that annihilated every opponent.
Tell meâwho wouldnât be afraid?â
[After a few more minutes discussing about the other boxers, the referee takes a slow sip from his mug]
Referee:
âStrangely enough⊠lately theyâve been good to me.â
Doc:
âThe boxers?â
Referee:
âYeah! For some reason⊠ever since Little Mac beat them to the brim, itâs like they snapped out of itâŠâ
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