Five stitches, five days.
"BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP!"
Woo-eee, Coyne was throwing f-bombs like Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich on a wiretap!
"I'M CUT! BLEEP!"
I don't even know who Coyne was sparring. But the blood. Wow.
And he had headgear on!
You could see every dude on the yellow team licking his chops.
After a suspense-filled commercial break (ok, not so much), Coyne ended up with five stitches.
Five days, the docs told him.
Given that the guys fight every other day (not once a week like the show makes it seem), blue knew they had to win the next two fights, if not more. 'Cause if yellow won a bout, who would they call out? Coyne for sure.
Blue decided to put up Alfredo Escalera Jr., a svelte Puerto Rican and second-generation fighter. He called out Jon Schneider, a burly marine from the hardscrabble Yonkers, New York (with an accent to match), who's the least-experienced fighter on the show.
Dilemma: Who to root for?
Not like we're betting or anything...
I'm a chick! I gotta pick somebody. And I'm a New Yorker, marrying a Marine...so many connections with Schneider.
But then, Ryan's a cool guy.
OK, fine. I've got the jarhead.
Meanwhile, my Marine, displeased with Schneider's teary testimonial and bear-hugging in the ring, starts dropping his own f-bombs. "This guy's a fruit!"
So, yeah. Escalera Jr. won handily.
Just as well. It means Coyne moves along.
We'll see how he's healing next week.
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