A boxing tragic's look at the world of boxing. No hidden agendas, no cash for comment, just my opinion, for what it's worth, of the greatest sport there is. Oh yeah, and i can't fight for shit!
It's dawned on me that it's kinda hard to respond to my blather if you don't have a name, password etc but you can always reply direct and tell me i know nothing... cammy@arcom.com.au let's get ready to rrrrrumble
posted by kami @ 9:27 am
Kami is a semi-professional redneck lounger, freelance writer, published author and house dad. For over a decade he went to the pub on Ralph magazine’s dime. He’s performed (on and off stage) in Adelaide, Melbourne, Sydney and Newcastle and won the odd slam here and there. He has a couple of novellas out through Paroxysm Press, has been published in various journals both here and overseas and in 2010 he won the “Single Poet Collection Award” at the Poetry Unleashed Festival for his collection Subterranean Redneck Blues. But he’s still broke. Luckily he’s a kept man.
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