Two “The Fight of the Year” honors by Ring Magazine in 2002 and 2003. Round 9 in Arturo “Thunder Gatti VS Irish” Micky Ward I was called “The Round of the Century” by Emanuel Steward.
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Gatti vs Ward, scenes after the fight never shown before
Dropkick Murphys- The Warrior’s Code (Micky Ward Song)
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Hopkins continually got off first in exchanges and countered every punch that Pavlik landed immediately. Here were the keys of how X “took it back to the streets”:
Lateral movement
The Hopkins chopping right
Unorthodox defense
Head movement
Tricky energy saving footwork
Giving as he said “hope to the hopeless” his really was Bernard Hopkins’ “Guernica”.
Wasn’t a bad payday either.
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‘Not an icon, just a con’: Dinnertime bandit gets 15-year stretch
Alan Golder, convicted of two Greenwich burglaries as the so-called “Dinnertime Bandit,” was sentenced to 15 years in prison in state Superior Court in Stamford on Friday.
Golder was found guilty in August on four charges stemming from two Greenwich burglaries occurring in 1997, one on Sept. 25 on Woodside Road and another on Oct. 28 at a Round Hill Road residence. On Friday he received 10 years for each count of burglary, 12 years for a larceny conviction and 15 years for kidnapping. The sentences are to run concurrently.
After his release, Golder must serve 10 years of special parole, according to the sentence handed down by Judge John Kavanewsky.
In a statement to the court prior to sentencing, Golder told the judge he was confused as to the charges he was convicted on and blamed the outcome of the case on the legal work of his attorney, Howard Ehring.
“I believe Howard Ehring sold me out,” said Golder. “I think the jury was confused when they found me guilty.”
“Mr. Golder, you may have some grandiose illusions that you are an icon in the industry,” Kavenewsky said to Golder. “But put simply, you are a convict.”
The first time I sensed the alarming change in my soul was when I caught myself, five minutes after the market open, reaching for a reefer.
Trust me, I didn’t amass legacy wealth (underestimated by Forbes magazine in the high eight figures) by smoking weed during trading hours. Exhaling that first hit I thought and might even have moaned aloud: “Whoa, dude! Why are you even running a hedge fund?” The markets were collapsing, and so was my passion.
Bloomberg subscribers have come to know me as a seriously successful hedge-fund manager who tries to serve society in more ways than one. Not only have I made as much money as possible, and proven the natural inferiority of the little rich-kid idiots from Harvard and Yale who went to work for Lehman Brothers Holdings Inc. I have also freely shared my thoughts and opinions with you.
As the trading room filled with smoke, and acquired that only sweet smell I know that is not success, I realized it was time for me to share more. To go deeper. I needed to re-examine honestly who I was, and why.
What could possibly have caused me to doubt my own value? I cannot say. But with my lungs stretching to the bursting point I felt a sudden urge to make the argument for shorting myself. I looked for weaknesses. I found three:
Misplaced Trust
1) I trusted America to do the right thing.
My fund may be an offshore entity, but I trade in U.S. markets. When they move from “God Bless America” to “Take Me Out to the Ballgame” at Yankee Stadium, I keep my hand over my heart. And I trusted my government to preserve one of man’s most basic rights: the right to short Morgan Stanley.
Six weeks ago I was right where I wanted to be: short not only Stanley but also Goldman Sachs Group Inc., in real size. Both were going to zero, and I was going to have another Merry Christmas. Then the Goldman alums at Treasury jump in and force the Securities and Exchange Commission to ban short selling.
The short squeeze forces me to buy back everything at prices that would make a Japanese investor blink. How did I feel? Imagine how it would feel to be Michael Jordan in mid-air, three feet above the rim with no one around you, when the ref blows the whistle. Dunking is now illegal, he says. The league fines you for trying to dunk; the media lambastes you for trying to dunk. Barney Frank subpoenas the dunkers.
I’m not saying I’m the Michael Jordan of hedge-fund managers. Others say that. I’m saying that for the first time in his career the Michael Jordan of hedge-fund managers feels like picking up his ball and going home. Which brings me to…
Love What You Do
2) I hate my job.
When people ask me what it’s been like making hundreds of millions of dollars for myself I always try to smile as if to say: “It’s no big deal. Some people are just built to win in the financial markets.”
The truth is nothing comes naturally in the financial markets. Winning is so much harder than you know. It comes with this huge opportunity cost: not winning at something else. For example, I think I could be one of the best ever at finding meaning in life. But I have to put that to one side, to help keep markets efficient. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a whiner and I’m not a quitter. I’m not writing a letter to my investors to tell them why I’m too good for their money and my own Blackberry. No, I’m no Andrew Lahde. (Though he has a point about pot.) I’m just underutilized. Which leads me to…
An international jewel thief will serve a year in Westchester County jail for swiping thousands of dollars in diamonds from a Yorktown jeweler nearly 20 years ago.
Moshe Tsitsaushivili, a 41-year-old from the republic of Georgia, pleaded guilty to fourth-degree grand larceny yesterday in connection to the 1989 theft.
He was accused of stealing $30,000 to $35,000 in diamonds from the Yorktown jewelry business, but prosecutors charged him with second-degree grand larceny, which is for stolen goods worth more than $50,000.
He also is wanted in jewelry thefts in New Jersey, Pennsylvania and Ohio, but the biggest yet may be a $1.5 million jewel heist out of New South Wales from 1997 – one of the largest diamond heists in the history of Sydney, Australia.
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Google Inc. Chief Executive Eric Schmidt will hit the campaign trail this week on behalf of Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama, signaling Mr. Schmidt’s push for a greater voice in politics while giving the Obama campaign a boost from a highly desirable constituency.
Mr. Schmidt said his planned endorsement of the Illinois senator is a “natural evolution” from his role as an informal adviser to the Obama campaign.
The Google chief plans to join executives from other technology companies to announce their support for Sen. Obama. Sunday, Sen. Obama received an endorsement from Colin Powell, who was President George W. Bush’s first secretary of state.
It funny how the most successful people in America support Democrats; Warren Buffett, George Soros, The Google Guys, Bill Gates, and my personal favorite tycoon, Marc Rich. (And by “funny” I mean not suprising.) And Michael. Which one? Anyone, Jordon, Jackson, Tyson, Mason, pack guns.
Republicans (Corporate Socialists) must hate that.
Side note:
Google on sale. Accumulate it. You will thank me in 2012.
No need for thank you cards.
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Jordan Farmar, Trevor Ariza off the backboard Dunk
Stylin on Bamas.
Jordan Farmar, Trevor Ariza off the backboard Dunk
That’s how the Game is played.
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It is unbelievable that attacks on the big city and the coasts are en vogue in this day and age. As if, small towns are more “American” than big cities. Hell, I am surprised people even admit they are from small towns. Being a Big City Playboy all my life, I would almost take offense to this non-sense if it wasn’t coming from such narrow minded people.
Sarah Palin recently busted off this idiotic statement lately:
“We believe that the best of America is not all in Washington, D.C. We believe” — here the audience interrupted Palin with applause and cheers — “We believe that the best of America is in these small towns that we get to visit, and in these wonderful little pockets of what I call the real America, being here with all of you hard working very patriotic, um, very, um, pro-America areas of this great nation.
This is where we find the kindness and the goodness and the courage of everyday Americans. Those who are running our factories and teaching our kids and growing our food and are fighting our wars for us. Those who are protecting us in uniform. Those who are protecting the virtues of freedom.”
Palin: “Best of America is in the Small Towns-little pockets of what I call the Real America
In the effort of balance, I am going to take the other side on this.
I have driven cross country a few times (I was a young proto-type G in my “transport” days) and seen many small towns. To be completely honest, these “these wonderful little pockets” are real shitholes. I remember I thought it was going to be all “On the Road” like my man Jack Kerouac and great seeing small town America. Well, it wasn’t. (Although, peeling girls in these spots is easier than beating your little cousin at five card stud with a loaded deck.)
Small town America is all about chain restaurants, gas stations, poor dentistry, racism, broke people, provincial attitudes, bad clothes, country sounding accents, words that don’t make sense, endless churches, Meth Labs, and Wal-Mart. And those are the positives. Small town America is where girls grow up, turn 18 and move to LA to get into porn.
Some of these places you can’t even get a drink. Seriously, there are DRY counties. No wonder people do so much Meth.
I mean, hell, Olive Garden is the best Italian Restaurant in these towns.
Really, the only thing they are good for is finding someone in the witness protection plan if your a hitter.
“I certainly agree that Northern Virginia has gone more Democratic. … But the rest of the state — real Virginia if you will — I think will be very responsive to Senator McCain’s message.
Real Virginia, I take to be, this part of the state that’s more Southern in nature, if you will.”
I have always thought of Northern Virginia as a Dump. Strip malls, sheep-like mentality, pleated pants and parkways full of traffic. If it wasn’t for Northern Virginia, there wouldn’t be lines outside of nightclubs in DC. But the rest of the state is pure hell. Not like I have ever been, really. But I can only imagine. (The place where NERD, Pernell “Sweet Pea” Whitaker, and AI must be kind of dope though).
It’s pretty funny since these Republican lovers of “Small Towns” hate France. Now that is a place with good small towns.
Give me a beach town in the French Basque country, wine, great food, and beautiful topless girls any summer day. Now that’s a good small town.
I guess I like “Small towns” too.
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