Abraham Vs. Ayala Round By Round From Sing Sing

By Senior Consultant H. Annibal Lecter

 

Solitary confinement just got a little better for our own Dr. Lecter who is spending a holiday in Sing Sing for some very unspeakable crimes. Thanks to a stretch of good behavior over the past months, the good Doctor was given his internet privileges back and this weekend he chose to watch the live feed from Germany where Arthur Abraham was putting his IBF 160 pound belt on the line against Elvin Ayala.

 

Here is how Lecter saw this one.

 
 

Pre Fight Synopsis:  What is this turkey doing in a championship fight? Did you look at his record? Pathetic.

 

Round One: Ayala wins round one. Abraham has no lateral movement, typical European fighter. Ayala will punch himself out and then Abraham will take a risk, which he hasn’t so far.

 

Round Two: First half round to Ayala, then Abraham second, they'll give it to Abe. Ayala looks like he is tiring already. Five rounds, maybe six tops. Pavlik will murder this guy. He comes straight forward, doesn't show angles. Oy.

 
Round Three: Has Abraham thrown a single body shot? God, he is a boring, predictable fighter. At least Ayala is trying.

Round Four: Friggin live stream keeps freezing up, which considering the lack of action, is no big loss. Abraham is putting me to sleep. Bring back those sexy gals who sang before the right. Now they were tasty. Abraham I would throw back in the sea. Not worth eating, never mind watching.

Round Five: Anybody who cant beat Sergio Mora has no right still to be on his feet with a so called champion after five rounds. The only thing interesting about Abe is that stencil on his back. Anybody out there know German. Is it a sexy message? A food advertisement. Hmmmm. I'm hungry.

Round Six: How dare this ref deduct a point from Abraham for throwing a punch. He should be rewarded and encourage. Who cares if it is illegal. ANY action from Abe would be welcome. Does this mean Mora could go the distance with Honest Abe? Vile!

Round Seven: I am now rooting for Abe to knock him out. I need to eat dinner. I am having raw chicken with the head on, feathers plucked. They gave Abe a cooked turkey and he didn't have the good manners to eat him. People are starving in third world countries.

Round Eight: If this travesty goes the distance I am calling Freddie Roach and Bob Arum and suggesting they target Abe for Pacquiao, who would eat him alive. The bum clearly has trouble with the American style, anybody who moves he can't figure out. Maybe Ivan Calderon could beat him.

Round Nine: Why is Abraham tired? He hasn't done anything. If it goes the distance Abe should consider Hari Kari for this dishonorable disgrace. Or is that a Japanese thing? I forget. Stick a fork in this fight. Ugh

Round Ten: Abe should steal; Paulie Malignaggi moniker Magic Man, he has succeeded in turning Elvin into looking liker an actual fighter. That is no easy feat!!!

Round Eleven: Ref calls time out to whip up sweat on the floor?? If there was sweat on the floor it wasn't Abe's. My god we are going into the 12th. I bet Sergio Mora is preparing to call a press conference to blow his horn for drawing with the dangerous title challenger Elvin Ayala.

Round Twelve: I have lost my appetite for dinner. With 29 seconds to go Abe knocks him out. My uncooked chicken dinner is cold by now. Ugh. Abe says he wants to come to America. I suggest he stay right where he is and not risk having an actual real fight. What belt does he own anyway. The ISO? The I Stink Organization. Good bye. I am going to eat. This bum is no longer on Dr. Lecter's menu. He is, as they say in restaurant talk, 86.

 
 

Moments later Lecter went into a fit of rage and bit off the nose of the guard who was serving him his raw chicken dinner. Dr. Frederick Chilton, Lecter’s overseer took immediate action and sent poor Lecter to the hole. We may not be hearing from Lecter for a while, but it was fun while it lasted.

 

 

Careful Chilton, I think Lecter has plans for you for dinner!