Got a chance to see some real live professional boxing, something we’ve only encountered in the city once before (“professional” being the operant word there). Had a couple pupusas and quarts of beer over at El Zocalo (great food, open late) and then down to Roccapulco for the pugilism. Though each fight was only 3 rounds long (there were twelve in all) that seemed to be ample time for pummeling and blood-bringing.

More Hell’s Angels than you could shake a stick at (not that we’d recommend it) and ample leather jacket representation from around the bay. At least we weren’t the only one wearing a skirt.

“No Flash Allowed” means get as close as you can and try to keep steady.

Hope this included the blond girl carrying the “Round 2″ sign.

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Want to go ringside? This one came word of mouth, but check Roccapulco’s calendar periodically, as we overheard they might be doing this once a month.