I have not been here in a week and there is so much to catch up on. We were watching a delayed broadcast of Netherlands vs. Japan last night, rooting for Japan (even though Frenkie de Jong is one of our favorite players). The match ended in a draw at 8 p.m., and then there was this—the president’s birthday-party fight on the White House lawn. I was reminded of that scene in Christmas Vacation where Randy Quaid pulls up in his trailer.
These four lugs killed time while the rain clouds passed. Peggi said they looked like stuffed sausages in their tiny Hegseth suits. Three were sporting extra-large Trump shoes, but the American-flag socks stole the spotlight at first. And then there were the mangled cauliflower ears on these guys. You can’t see them in my picture, but according to ESPN, “every combat athlete wants one.”
The four lugs, Joe Rogan, and the fighters they interviewed all described the scene as “surreal.” We need a new word. Peggi thought it played like a Stephen King novel. Larry Ellison spent $7.7 billion for the exclusive broadcast rights to the Ultimate Fighting Championship. Ads for bourbon and crypto filled the screen. The president hardly looked like he was having a good time.
We bailed before the first fight, before Josh Hokit acknowledged his “Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,” and, “Michelle Obama is a man. Am I right, America?,” before Trump patted Hokit’s hand.
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