Pavlik-Hopkins

Pavlik-Hopkins. October 18. Atlantic City. HBO Pay-Per-View.

Are you excited yet?

Blues for My Baby

“But baby, why won’t you get it on with me? You know I’ve loved you forever.”

“I told you before, get lost, creep. You’re just not my type.”

“But I’ve worshipped you for years, gone all over the world to see you, and not given up on you when everyone else said you were no good.”

“Maybe I am no good, or just no good for you.”

“I can’t believe that, I don’t believe that, I won’t believe that!”

“Believe what you want, sucker, but you ain’t right for me, and vice versa.”

“Please don’t talk like that, baby.”

“I’ll talk any way I damn please. And stop with the baby stuff. I told you, I ain’t your damn baby.”

That was our conversation yesterday. I hope it is not our last, but you never know. I just don’t know what to do or where to go next.

My baby’s name: The Heavyweight Division. Have any of you seen where she’s gone?