Friday Night at the Fights

You know the environmental movement has gone mainstream when you hear a bunch of 60-somethings at a diner in Worcester talking approvingly about turning off the lights for an hour. We weren't in Worcester for the meatloaf sandwiches, though, or the Earth Hour chatter; we were there for Friday Night at the Fights, hosted by the Massachusetts State Police Boxing Team. Who knew there was such a thing?

My brother and about 10 of his co-workers, all cops, flew from Colorado to participate in this 15-bout event at Our Lady of Mount Carmel Recreation Center last Friday night. There were hundreds of boxing fans there, and strippers from a nearby Centerfolds walked around the ring with a sign between each round.

It was $15 to get in, but beer was just $3 a cup (OK, they're small cups). And not only did my brother knock out his opponent in 10 seconds (jab, jab, pow!) without even breaking a sweat, we got to watch one of the ring girls eat a hot dog wearing nothing but a bikini and super-high heels.

I hear this is an annual event, and although I'm not sure when the next one's going to be, I highly recommend checking it out. And bring a camera.