406 miles return to be precise but my love of the ritual that is the Sunday all you can eat Chinese fuelled my workmanlike attitude to get to bed at 3am and up at 11am.
I ended up going to the Golden Orient in Stafford, upmarket I know, and I'd definitely recommend it.
Anyhow you're not reading this to hear about my tales of Duck and Hoi Sin pancakes and Black Bean Chicken I imagine. You good people are here for the bullet points right?
- It's been raining a bit ain't it? It's a bid unnerving arriving in a coastal town in a monsoon.
- Good standard of scraps on the semi pro protion of the card. I've come to expect it from Shock n Awe to be honest.
- Martin Avery vs. Damien Weeden was perhaps the most ridiculously entertaining K1 bout I've called in a very long time. Those guys threw down like it was going out of fashion.
- Good to see that guy who shouted at me from Silverback Submissions at Into the Cage not being so vocal. He wasn't happy with the call in the Harry Fox fight in Andover and he's clearly instilled a 'never leave it in the hands of the judges' ethos in his guys. They didn't. They both got finished.
- Luke Killick's a unit. Yet another monster from Gym 01. I bet sparring with that guy's becoming more and more like hard work every day.
- Karl Harrison's elbows from the top were brutal. I was impressed that I didn't get bled on though, considering how close I was to the incident. That cut was nasty btw. Looked like the eye of fucking Sauron.
- Alexei Roberts flash KO'd his way to the title. Impressive. Very impressive. It was a walk off KO as well which is always so much cooler. I'll be the first to say I underestimated that guy. 7-2 and looking better all the time.
- Davey Grant came into hostile territory and took the title against a big favourite in James Pennington. There's no doubt that both guys will go on to bigger and better things but Grant opened a lot of eyes with a performance like that on Pennington's turf.
- Great hospitality and good to work with another commentator for the first time in CWFC's own John Gooden. Worked out very well but you're never quite ready for a man in a bow tie breaking out the term "spitting the lyrics." Good fun.
Ever play Outrun Europa?
Soundtrack was bad ass.
Most overlooked game in that franchise. Probably because US Gold did it and it didn't involve a girl or a Ferrarri for the most part.
Anyhow, your mission is to track down some evil criminal types in a plethora of stolen vehicles. Here's the thing. There's no feeling I can relate in gaming like the sinking feeling I got when you get stopped by the police in Outrun Europa. If they stopped in front of you then you lost. It was heartbreaking if you were on an amazing time as well which always seemed to be the case.
I got the very same feeling driving home at 2am when pulled over by the fuzz. Luckily enough they were on the way to another gig and I got away with a telling off and nothing more. Fucking Sat Nav. Lesson learned.
Cage Warriors this Saturday.
See you soon