SATURDAY NIGHT

A pound of shrimp, boiled in beer and salted in the shell, a few Papa Dobles and a Manny Paquiao fight. I will freely admit that there are better ways of spending a Saturday night — but not many.

The fight was good, the decision was absurd, the shrimp and the Papa Dobles were deicious. And so it goes.

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