Jean Pascal was there, and I thought that the present I got him was pretty good but he was really ungrateful about it and all he said was "This gift isn't as generous as the one the judges gave me when I fought Hopkins"
I also brought along a puppy as a gift. Sadly before I remembered to say 'A dog is for life, not just for Christmas' he was killed and put in the oven! Still, it's my own fault for letting Pacquiao prepare Christmas dinner I guess.
I think Glen Johnson was going to bring some presents as well, but I got the impression that he'd been mugged of them on his way over because all he said all day was 'dey robbed me mon'.
Despite the incident with the puppy, one animal did serve as a well-appreciated gift: a mouse. It didn't seem that great to me, it just continually ran around looking petrified of its own shadow and kept on falling over for no reason. They're gonna call it 'Dirrell'.
There was a priest there, who reminded us that Christmas is a religious day and that we should all kneel down and pray. Cotto was the first to agree with him, any excuse to take a knee with that guy eh?
Then it was decided that we should go out and help the needy. We saw a homeless guy, and it seemed everyone was being very generous in giving him food and cash, but then Andre Berto took things a step further by giving him a contract to be his next opponent.
Although I appreciate a white Christmas as much as the next guy, Ricky Hatton and Joe Calzaghe took things a bit too far in bringing their own snow along...
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