He's signed on for a celebrity charity boxing match, and the opponent is as yet unknown, but this guy wants a shot at him in the ring: This is going to be one hell of a pay per view, whether it's the Game or somebody else, who isn't going to want to watch that fight? http://www.tmz.com/2014/01/30/the-game-george-zimmerman-boxing-trayvon-martin/
You know he'll just shoot his opponent as soon as the bell rings. But it's okay, because he was scared for his life.
This guy might be smart enough to run away from a creepy cracker who might be a threat. And he might win if he blind-sides Zimmerman. Just sayin'
The best thing about this whole GZ fiasco? He is going to end up far better off because of all of the gun grabbers and race baiters who wanted his head on a platter to further their agendas. If they had left matters alone...none of this would have happened and GZ would still pretty much be a nobody. Now he sells bad paintings and and is doing this celebrity boxing thing...and I'm sure more paychecks will come to him via the inevitable TV movie or book.
Pretty sure the 17 year old in question would have YOUR ass too, if you weren't armed, so that's hardly relevant.
Know what's actually gonna happen? Zimmerman is gonna destroy that mother fucker. You wanna guess how much "pissed off" Zimmerman has built up? Innocent guy who was trying to protect innocent people from burglars, and he gets caught up in shit that he didn't start but he had to finish to save his life. Then the media dogpiles on him for not getting murdered by a thug. And they just. Won't. Let go of it. You know how much righteous fucking rage that poor bastard has built up? You put the Incredible fucking Hulk in the ring with Zimmerman, and you're gonna end up with a ring full of green mother fucking pudding. This 'Game' punk? He's fucking dead. I mean, sure, he's got the face tattoo like Chakotay, and he's got the eye makeup like Ozzy, but he's fucking dead. Zimmerman is gonna step in that ring and fucking unleash.
Settle down god boy, it is pretty amusing that a guy who said a teenager almost killed him now wants to step in the ring.
An unarmed skinny-as-a-rail teenager whom Zimmerman outweighed by 100 pounds. If Zimmerman really couldn't "defend" himself after starting a fight against Martin without a gun then he'll never be cleared to fight in any kind of a boxing match. Asking to fight in a boxing match is pretty much an admission that Zimmerman's defense was explicit bullshit.
At the time of the incident, Trayvon was approx 5'11" and weighed 158 pounds. Zimmerman was 5'7" and 185 pounds. He gained 100 pounds before the trial, which has lead to the stupid idea that he was that heavy during the fight. Martin was experience in mixed-martial arts street fights, which he was known to have started. He was young, ripped, beligerent, and in very good physical shape. He said he liked to make people bleed. Zimmerman was 29 years old and in average physical shape. He'd never been in a serious fight. It's been well established that Martin could have been home free, but doubled-back, surprised Zimmerman and more than likely started the fight. Try not spouting uninformed news blather that was disproven within the first few hours of the trial.
Ain't that the truth. Nothing like the internet to bring out the "tough" guys. They can handle anything!
Oh fuck off..... It's for charity and there's a significant difference between a boxing match and a fight on the street.
He wasn't a child. I think we need to put a 17 year old that is built like Martin, got training like Martin and is aggressive like Martin in the ring with each of you and let you fight. It's the only way you're going to learn that being 17 years old doesn't make one a "child" who can just be man handled with ease.
A 17-year old is a child, but an 18-year-old can be a soldier, a voter, a drinker, a husband... I guess some people don't think adulthood happens until it's legal in most states.
I turn myself on with how hardcore I get at Wrodfrodge. Sometimes I just sit here and post SHIT LIKE THIS and make out with myself for hours.