Sweat and blood and towels
July 22, 2012 - 4:47 a.m.

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I heard the truest quote about UFC fighting ever today. It was from their lighting guy.

We were pulling up miles and miles of beer soaked cables. The air was so thick with testosterone, I think I was growing a mustache.

"You know," he said, dragging an armload of cable down from a piece of truss, "I could light this shit with desk lamps, and nobody would care, as long as somebody was bleeding."

Ain't that the truth.

One guy got taken out in an ambulance. The other fighters I saw, largely looked the same: lumpy and broken.

The floor was strewn with towels soaked in sweat and blood. Lots of blood.

I just don't get it.

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Rosie.

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