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My Little Adventure in a Massive City (Cotto vs Martinez)


Before I dig into my experience at Madison Square Garden and the beat down displayed by Cotto on Martinez, I'd like to share with you a few photo's and experiences I had in the short amount of time I spent in New York City.

Initially, I was supposed to go to NYC with friends for this event, but when push came to shove they bailed on me. So my older brother decided to step up and come with me. I was very happy because I hadn't been on a trip with just my brother in a very long time. Then he told me that he could only go for one day and I thought, "Well... is this worth it?". After a little convincing, my brother got me to go ahead and purchase the flight tickets. We decided against a hotel since we would only be in NYC for 1 day. Luckily, my parents spontaneously decided to go to the fight as well and stay in NYC for a longer period of time. They left 2 days before the fight and got a hotel in Times Square basically. So my bro and I had a place to freshen up before the fight.

Fast forward a few months and I am at airport at 4 am, waiting to board the earliest flight of the day on Spirit Airways. Cheap flight, but insanely uncomfortable. The flight was 100% full and there was no way I was sleeping on this flight since the plane was made for people under 5 foot 7' inches. The flight was 1.5 hours and that seemed like an eternity.

After arriving, my bro and I decided to go straight to my parents hotel room so that we could leave our backpacks there and then go roam Manhattan. My dad surprised us with a trip to Ellis Island to go see the Statue of Liberty... The trip was scheduled for late morning/early afternoon. I didn't realize this was an all day type of thing. This is why I couldn't make it to Jimmy's Corner, to those of you who were waiting to see if I would be going. Ellis Island apparently has a force field against phone's. By the time I got back, I had to shower and get ready for dinner, then off to MSG for the fights.

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After a tasty steak dinner at some steakhouse near my hotel, I snapped this photo of a bar next to a strip club. As an major futbol fan, I was very happy to see FC Barcelona represented.

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On the way over to the Garden, I managed to snap a few photo's of Times Square.

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Everywhere I went in NYC had probably the strangest and rudest people I have ever encountered. This city will chew you up and spit you out. Everyone is looking to sell you something in Manhattan. From "aspiring DJ's" to random dudes trying to sell you Versace handbags.

Regardless, I made it to MSG without any serious incidents.

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Got to my seat and had this nice view...

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Of course, I ended up sitting next to the shadiest people in the place I feel like. Cotto fans going ape shit any time a Daddy Yankee song came on. The group of Cotto fans sitting directly next to me either just got done playing with a skunk or they smoked some weed. Then 20 mins later, they leave for about a half hour and come back insanely rowdy. I am guessing they were riding the white pony, because they couldn't stop scratching their noses.

By the time the actually HBO fights started coming on, I was already 3 beers and 3 Jack and Cokes in and I was feeling good. Then suddenly, this young couple sitting right in front of my brother and I decides to offer us drinks, so we didn't wanna be rude... = )

After bullshitting with them for a bit, I ordered two Johnny Walkers on the rocks so that I didn't have to get up again and I could focus. The main event was about to go down. My feelings on the fight were still the same as they were when the fight was announced. Martinez by KO, if healthy.

DING DING!

Crowd is going nuts, and Cotto lands the first meaningful punch and a guy sitting two rows in front of me with his Puerto Rican flag/ Batman cape decides to throw his half full beer in the air and it lands partially on me and mostly on the couple that I was drinking with earlier. The night simply got worse from there...

I saw the beating of Martinez, but my mind was really focused more on the jerkoff who was arguing with everyone not in his group of friends. The jerkoff ended up getting kicked out, but after the 4th round. So I missed half of the fight basically.

My vibe was absolutely killed from the opening punches of the fight. I tried to watch, but the asshat with the cape was being such a prick that I was not able to see over him. I didn't even stay to hear what the fighters had to say after Sarmiento stopped the fight. I just wanted to get out of there. I went back to the hotel, slept and went to the airport a few hours later and went home to Chicago.

Overall, not exactly a great little trip. I at least wanted to see the big stuff happen live, but the clown fucked that up. Madison Square Garden is beautiful though. Managed to get pics of these pieces of history...

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