Boxing promoters fly Ryanair too
I would really love to have had the opportunity to ask Frank Maloney his opinion on the farce that was the Irish Lightweight title fight.
The fight took place between Michael Gomez and Peter McDonagh at the National Arena last Saturday night. It was a warm-up match for the Bernard Dunne fight. Balrog pretty much sums up my opinion on the whole sordid affair. Only Steve Collins had the cajones to call a spade a spade while Mick Dowling and Darragh Maloney made it clear that Collins' opinion was his own. Even those who are rhinoplastically challenged could have smelled the odour from the rat that Collins alluded to.
Peter McDonagh's post match interview heard him say that he was delighted to have confounded Paddy Power's odds of 125-1 for him to win. Em, that rat just got smellier.
Only a few hours previous to this, I had been waiting patiently for a horrid breakfast in Stansted airport. A short little man barked an order for a latté with only half a shot of coffee. He turned to me and said in the finest cockney accent that I'd be waiting for my order. Boxing promoter and former London mayor candidate Frank Maloney is a funny little man when you see him in person. He wears bright red shoes and he flies with Ryanair. I was hoping that he'd be on the return flight so I could ask him if he smelled that rat that Steve Collins smelled. Alas, he wasn't.
Published by Colm.
The fight took place between Michael Gomez and Peter McDonagh at the National Arena last Saturday night. It was a warm-up match for the Bernard Dunne fight. Balrog pretty much sums up my opinion on the whole sordid affair. Only Steve Collins had the cajones to call a spade a spade while Mick Dowling and Darragh Maloney made it clear that Collins' opinion was his own. Even those who are rhinoplastically challenged could have smelled the odour from the rat that Collins alluded to.
Peter McDonagh's post match interview heard him say that he was delighted to have confounded Paddy Power's odds of 125-1 for him to win. Em, that rat just got smellier.
Only a few hours previous to this, I had been waiting patiently for a horrid breakfast in Stansted airport. A short little man barked an order for a latté with only half a shot of coffee. He turned to me and said in the finest cockney accent that I'd be waiting for my order. Boxing promoter and former London mayor candidate Frank Maloney is a funny little man when you see him in person. He wears bright red shoes and he flies with Ryanair. I was hoping that he'd be on the return flight so I could ask him if he smelled that rat that Steve Collins smelled. Alas, he wasn't.
Published by Colm.
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