February 15, 2010

Really... Who in the Hell ARE You?

Ringo informed me today he wants to take up boxing.

Great.

I told him to bring his grades up each a letter grade and we'll talk. I want a solid A/B average. Right now he always has just ONE C. All A's and B's and we'll talk.

Boxing.

WTF?

This house is so laden with testerone, I'm frickin' DROWNING. I'm expecting hair to just start sprouting out of my chest just from living with all of this in my home.

Boxing.

And I know a GREAT ENT, but do I want to call him in my future and say, "Can you fix my son's nose? He broke it boxing..." ?

NO.

Good Lord.

Is this hereditary, this interest in beating the ever living crap out of people?

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TGOO, Plebe Year at the Naval Academy

Meanwhile, we were at double bass lessons tonight when he looked at the instructor and said, "Can you teach me Pachelbel's Canon in D major?"

Evidently he wants to learn to eventually play this (the bass section), but he'd like to try the original first on his double bass:

Is this really the same kid?


Posted by Boudicca at February 15, 2010 09:50 PM
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I play it on the fiddle. We can do a duet at the summer ceilidh.

Posted by: Angus of Strathspey at February 15, 2010 10:40 PM

Dad- Maybe with his electric bass. I'm not hauling that 6 foot monstrosity to Pcola for the ceilidh. Nobody else will fit in the car...

BTW, feel free to talk him out of boxing. Just sayin'...

Posted by: Bou at February 15, 2010 10:46 PM

Are you kidding? Boxing is a great sport. Going one on one with another man who's trying to clean your clock brings out the best in a lad.

Posted by: Angus of Strathspey at February 15, 2010 11:36 PM

Could be hereditary... hubby's father boxed and then he took it up while in the Navy.

Or testosterone. ;-)

But don't let appearances fool you; it can be a very disciplined, tactical sport.

Posted by: Pam at February 16, 2010 05:15 AM

This may be wrong of me but OMG! Your dad's body is amazing in that photo. That's an atlete's bod to be sure. Don't let him see this. :-)

Posted by: pfb at February 16, 2010 06:52 AM

He should be encouraged to research the long-term damage done to professional boxers. Just check out Muhammed Ali.

Posted by: diamond dave at February 16, 2010 07:02 AM

Wow - look at those muscles!

We call it TP (testosterone poisoning)

Cannon? check this out - heehee http://goodgoogledy.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny.html

Posted by: patti at February 16, 2010 02:23 PM

I'm serious...Moo Duk Kwan saved my ass on more than one occasion (mentally). If he wants to box...he should box, but the key is learning how to use your legs. Of course, you know that.

Posted by: Yabu (EOTIS) at February 16, 2010 05:06 PM

Yup! Dad was in pretty good shape! I think, according to the back of his picture, he was just shy of his 18th birthday, but honestly, I think it is a year off. I think it's 1959.

I have no desire to have someone rearrange his face. There may be a lot of strategy here, but there's also broken noses and black eyes.

I'm thinking this is a phase. If he thinks this is some career move, he has another thing coming.

Posted by: Bou at February 16, 2010 10:56 PM

Gotta say, Pachelbel's Canon was my least favorite piece back when I played cello in middle school.

8 notes, repeated ad nauseum.

Frickin' horrifying.

Posted by: Harvey at February 17, 2010 08:45 PM

Harvey - And it's the same 8 notes on the bass. Ringo should have no trouble learning it.

Posted by: Denny at February 17, 2010 10:35 PM