Boxing on telly...
I'd been tasked with taking pics at an evening of boxing. Now this was a biggie. The main event was a pay per view fight on both sides of the Atlantic and was being run by the American TV network, complete with Michael Buffer as MC (The guy that shouts "LETS GET READY TO RUUUMMMMMMMBBBBBBAALLLLLLLL...") and the stupid o'clock start time over here so that its prime time viewing in New York.

I was shooting ringside. This basically means poking your camera between the lower ropes and getting out of the way sharpish when the action gets too close, and then jumping up onto the outside of the ring once the fight is over and getting pics of the winner celebrating/posing up etc...

After 12 rounds we finally have a winner, so I do my thing and jump up onto the ropes and take some pics before the winner gets dragged to the TV cameras for some televised arse kissing from the pundits. Knowing he'll be brought back for us to take some more piccies, myself and another photographer stay on the ropes to wait. Back he comes, click click click - job done and home in time to watch the sunrise.

Being a tight-arse I hadn't forked out for the Pay per View, so next day I downloaded the US broadcast of the fight from the interwebs and sat back to cast my discerning eye over proceedings... And then the post fight interview...
Left of frame: Mr World Champion spouting inane crap
Right of frame: Boxing ring with random photographers gossiping

"OOOohhhh there's me" thinks I...

Just as I reach down and grab a big handful of my bollocks and give a BIG old scratch, followed by a none too subtle adjustment to get everything back where it should be.

I've played with my nuts live on US tv.
( TheMattInAHat has a particular... odour..., Thu 11 Jun 2009, 17:40, Reply)