This is just a unmistakable reminder that everyone has their price. Typically, when becoming a willing combatant in a professionally sanctioned boxing match, that price is decided upon once the ink dries on the contract. However, how does one know how much an ass whooping from an African American adonis is worth to them until being blinded by the light reflecting off pecks that were chiseled out of stone? Don't get me wrong, Curtis Harper is worthy of just about as much sympathy as he is "respect", with both clocking in at something close to zero, but what's he supposed to say? That being face-to-face with an opponent who looks like a post-op centaur turned human made him feel like half a man and a horse's ass? That, after halfheartedly trying to pump himself up for 3-5 seconds, he decided the structural integrity of his jawline was worth more to him than his personal and professional pride? There's no good answer for up and leaving the ring prior to the televised fight you voluntarily choose to participate in, so it shouldn't really be a surprise that Curtis Harper's explanation for his abrupt departure absolutely sucks. That said, after taking a quick look at both him and his competition, I can't say I don't understand why he got a bit greedy when it came time for the completion of the agreed upon sale of his general well-being. If success in boxing was based entirely on physique then it would be far too easy to gamble on, and thus would have completely died out as a sport years ago. Still, if intimidation counts for anything inside a boxing ring then it counts for a first round knockout of Curtis Harper's reputation, as he got bullied out of his original billing without one blow being delivered. Oh well, that embarrassing scene was a shocker, but what it wasn't was the first topless walk of shame that Efe Ajagba's looks have been heavily responsible for.
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