[Cowperson]

Originally Posted by CaptainCrunch

I don know that the old man missed a chance to score political points twice in that episode. Once when Roslin was hitting on him in the field, and when she tried to give him boxing advice and he bluntly refused it.

Overall, a pretty dull episode that underlines why people in the Military shouldn't dip thier pen in the regimental ink.

The fights didn't blow off steam, they created more.

For amusement, just resurrecting the boxing episode discussion in light of this blog piece from a few days ago in the LA Times about military life in Iraq, including female on female, cigars, etc . . . . . :

friday fights .
CAMP RAMADI - So how do soldiers and Marines relax from the unrelenting stress and violence of war?

With the Friday night fights, of course, rowdy three rounders with plenty of energy and aggressiveness if often lacking in pugilistic finesse.

“Come out punching and have fun,” was the referee’s instruction, and few disobeyed

Hundreds of personnel packed into the tin-roofed Morale, Welfare and Recreation building at this massive, mud-soaked camp to watch 16 bouts. True to military tradition, cigars were sold and smoked with great fury.

Army medics and an ambulance were at the ready. The commanding officer of 1st Brigade, 1st Armored Division sat in the front row, puffing his cigar.

One bout ended in a third-round knockout. Another was truncated when one combatant suffered a dislocated shoulder throwing a roundhouse. One fighter lost a contact lens on the canvas. One fight ended with a ferocious, if unintentional, low blow.

The bloodiest bouts were the two involving female personnel -- to the crowd’s howling delight.

The crowd was raucous: Shouting, booing, laughing, providing unsolicited advice. Many stood on chairs for a better view. “Uppercut, uppercut,” was one frequently shouted instruction.

The three matches that pitted a soldier against a Marine carried an extra passion. “Ar-mee, Ar-mee, Ar-mee,” was chanted, answered by “Attack, Marine, attack.”

The featured heavyweight match, soldier vs. Marine, ended in a draw, with each side shouting in mock-fury that it had been robbed. In each of the bouts, ferocity ended in sportsmanship, with the contenders touching gloves and embracing.

It was a first, but not a last. As the crowd filed into the chilly darkness, to the nearby sounds of helicopters and mortars, there was talk of new matches next Friday. The goal of the evening had been achieved.

“For a minute, I forgot we were in Iraq," said Capt. Mihai Sofronie.

http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/frontline/

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