Back when we were still all obsessed with The Weakest Link and Darva Conger’s elegant noodle-hair, I remember watching Screech from Saved By the Bell fight Horshack from Welcome Back, Kotter on Celebrity Boxing and thinking “I feel like I should like this, but my better judgement is telling me this is complete trash.” Then Tonya Harding came on and my brain was like “How much more proof do you need, bitch??” Regardless, people watched it and liked it and who am I to judge someone’s happiness?
With that being said, I feel no guilt crawling up on my high horse and judging the following. TMZ is confirming that after much speculation, George Zimmerman will fight DMX in a type of sadistic, crackhead Hunger Games-style boxing match:
Celebrity boxing promoter Damon Feldman tells us, DMX was selected out of 15,000 applicants, all of whom wanted a piece of Zimmerman in the ring after he issued the open challenge to fight anyone willing to take him. But no one wanted to beat Zimmerman’s ass more than DMX. DMX promised to massacre Zimmerman in the ring if he got the chance. To be exact, he said, “I am going to beat the living f**k out him … I am breaking every rule in boxing to make sure I f**k him right up.” He then said he’d literally piss on George’s face.
This is just really very terrific. Someone should advise DMX that stepping in to a boxing ring doesn’t magically absolve you from being charged with manslaughter in the event you beat your opponent to death. However, that doesn’t mean he should leave his kevlar at home (he is fighting George Zimmerman, after all).
I think my biggest question regarding this whole mess is FOR WHY?? Why do we need a televised boxing match between these two idiots? TV should be used for good, not evil. I have a better solution: direct these two to the nearest 7-11 parking lot, give DMX a roll of pennies and a large can of Monster Rehab, and George Zimmerman a cup of scalding hot nacho cheese sauce, have someone stir the pot by telling DMX that George Zimmerman was talking shit about him on Facebook, and see who still has their earrings by the time the cops are called. And also tell me which 7-11, because I never miss a good hoodrat fight.