Diary of a Boxing Manager
Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 2:12 am
I'm going to be writing an in character diary of Universal Boxing Manager.
1) To help illustrate feedback that will help future versions of the game
2) For fun
And we're off to the races...
My name is "Iron" Mike Mayweather. I've been boxing since I was 12 years old. I had a great amateur record and at age 18 I was geared up to complete in the Olympics but that all changed. Aliens invaded and they changed the rules of boxing.
I remember teaching my last class at my personal boxing gym. I remember teaching the basics of keeping your hands up, the orthodox stance of left foot forward and right foot back, the 1-2 punch combo, and the basics of boxing. But once the aliens came the whole world changed. Gone were Amateur fights. Gone was Boxing in the Olympics. Gone were referees. Gone were four and six round fights.
All boxers were now robots which were mass produced by the aliens. All the android boxers in the same weight class had the same height, the same wingspan, the same weight, the same arm length, the same shoe size, the same bodyfat percentage, and the same foot length. The only things that were different were their potentials, their styles, and their age.
I was no longer eligible to be a boxer. Having little skills to compete in the alien driven workforce, I acquired my Boxing Manager License. I was assigned 30 units of the alien currency to work with. I used part of it to buy a professional training kit and part of it to buy a useless doctor to hang around and do nothing(hey, the aliens had some stupid rules). I was assigned the 30 year old android boxer Rastislav Beno. A right hander who was very agressive and was manufactured in India. He was 176cm tall, competed in the strawweight(105lb) division however he weighed 44.9kg.
I tried to work with the android the first day. The androids were all programmed with the inability to foul so I wasn't worried about getting hurt. I stepped into the ring and when I started fighting with him I started to cry. I realized how much boxing was ruined. Jabs were now hooks. The only punches that existed were hooks to the body and the head. The android was flat footed. The Boxing Stance was with your hands down around your waist and your feet right next to each other shoulder width apart. There was hardly any circling around the ring and the android moved straight back.
There was no blocking punches with your arms or your gloves, no slipping, no bobbing and weaving. Just moving back and to the side to result in punches missing.
I gave up.
I assigned him to do some running, heavy bag, speed bag, jump rope, sparring, and weights all in equal quantities because I was tired with dealing with the tragedy that had become boxing.
I mean I'm a great trainer. I'm a great scout and I'm as good a trainer as I am a scout. I can't negotiate my way out of a paper bag, I have less charisma than a block, and I walk under ladders, break mirrors, and see black cats all the time. The last time I saw a four leafed clover was when a black cat was smashing it with a mirror.
Beno had slightly below average quickness, speed, and technique. He had absolutely terrible strength, endurance, and stamina. And I didn't see anything in the anroid to make me think that he had the potential to go further. I tried to motivate him but it didn't work.
I scheduled a match this month against an even worse boxer named Gay Maurice for 11AC(Alien Currency). It was a ten round fight. Beno had 3 wins, 1 draw, and 8 losses with no K.O.'s. Gay Maurice had 6 wins, 1 draw, and 6 losses with 3 K.O.'s. On paper things seemed to be in favor of Gay Maurice. My scouting said otherwise.
I talked to my boxer beforehand and saw that he had absolutely no motivation but his fitness was really good. Still my strategy for Beno going into the fight was to go for a mixture of body and head shots and to constantly move around the ring. I wanted the fights to take as long as possible so I could build up his morale and fitness. Right now I was focused on fitness so all I was going to do in between rounds was to heal him.
His fitness was at maximum after the first round which was scored a 10-10 on my score card so during the break I started focusing on inciting him but I still wanted him to run. The next round I scored 10-9 in favor of my boxer but it lowered his fitness greatly so I decided to work on a mixture between inciting and healing. I still wanted him to run.
In the third round, after an uneventful two rounds of a lot of missed punches. Beno scored a flash knockdown(Maurice got up after a five count) resulting in a guaranteed 10-8 round. I still wanted him to drag out the fight, even though I saw that Gay Maurice only had one punch left in him just so I could heal and motivate Beno some more.
The fourth round was all Maurice who scored a flash knockdown on Beno.
The fifth round was a 10-10 tie.
6th round was another 10-10. Beno's fitness was going down fast and my inciting wasn't raising his morale up.
7th round was another 10-10. With Maurice landing two extremely weak shots and only seven missed shots from both fighters.
Round 8 had Beno trap Maurice in the corner. Beno proceeded to land a couple weak shots. Resulting in a boring 10-9 round for Beno.
Round 9 had Maurice land a whole bunch of shots including one power punch resulting in a 10-8 round in his favor. Worse both Beno's morale and fitness were shot. I told Beno to go out on the offensive and to head hunt. The score was even now.
Beno landed an incredible punch in the tenth but Maurice didn't go down. That last round was definately Beno's but some corrupt alien judging resulting in a draw.
But hey, spilt milk. Let's worry about the next match...
1) To help illustrate feedback that will help future versions of the game
2) For fun
And we're off to the races...
My name is "Iron" Mike Mayweather. I've been boxing since I was 12 years old. I had a great amateur record and at age 18 I was geared up to complete in the Olympics but that all changed. Aliens invaded and they changed the rules of boxing.
I remember teaching my last class at my personal boxing gym. I remember teaching the basics of keeping your hands up, the orthodox stance of left foot forward and right foot back, the 1-2 punch combo, and the basics of boxing. But once the aliens came the whole world changed. Gone were Amateur fights. Gone was Boxing in the Olympics. Gone were referees. Gone were four and six round fights.
All boxers were now robots which were mass produced by the aliens. All the android boxers in the same weight class had the same height, the same wingspan, the same weight, the same arm length, the same shoe size, the same bodyfat percentage, and the same foot length. The only things that were different were their potentials, their styles, and their age.
I was no longer eligible to be a boxer. Having little skills to compete in the alien driven workforce, I acquired my Boxing Manager License. I was assigned 30 units of the alien currency to work with. I used part of it to buy a professional training kit and part of it to buy a useless doctor to hang around and do nothing(hey, the aliens had some stupid rules). I was assigned the 30 year old android boxer Rastislav Beno. A right hander who was very agressive and was manufactured in India. He was 176cm tall, competed in the strawweight(105lb) division however he weighed 44.9kg.
I tried to work with the android the first day. The androids were all programmed with the inability to foul so I wasn't worried about getting hurt. I stepped into the ring and when I started fighting with him I started to cry. I realized how much boxing was ruined. Jabs were now hooks. The only punches that existed were hooks to the body and the head. The android was flat footed. The Boxing Stance was with your hands down around your waist and your feet right next to each other shoulder width apart. There was hardly any circling around the ring and the android moved straight back.
There was no blocking punches with your arms or your gloves, no slipping, no bobbing and weaving. Just moving back and to the side to result in punches missing.
I gave up.
I assigned him to do some running, heavy bag, speed bag, jump rope, sparring, and weights all in equal quantities because I was tired with dealing with the tragedy that had become boxing.
I mean I'm a great trainer. I'm a great scout and I'm as good a trainer as I am a scout. I can't negotiate my way out of a paper bag, I have less charisma than a block, and I walk under ladders, break mirrors, and see black cats all the time. The last time I saw a four leafed clover was when a black cat was smashing it with a mirror.
Beno had slightly below average quickness, speed, and technique. He had absolutely terrible strength, endurance, and stamina. And I didn't see anything in the anroid to make me think that he had the potential to go further. I tried to motivate him but it didn't work.
I scheduled a match this month against an even worse boxer named Gay Maurice for 11AC(Alien Currency). It was a ten round fight. Beno had 3 wins, 1 draw, and 8 losses with no K.O.'s. Gay Maurice had 6 wins, 1 draw, and 6 losses with 3 K.O.'s. On paper things seemed to be in favor of Gay Maurice. My scouting said otherwise.
I talked to my boxer beforehand and saw that he had absolutely no motivation but his fitness was really good. Still my strategy for Beno going into the fight was to go for a mixture of body and head shots and to constantly move around the ring. I wanted the fights to take as long as possible so I could build up his morale and fitness. Right now I was focused on fitness so all I was going to do in between rounds was to heal him.
His fitness was at maximum after the first round which was scored a 10-10 on my score card so during the break I started focusing on inciting him but I still wanted him to run. The next round I scored 10-9 in favor of my boxer but it lowered his fitness greatly so I decided to work on a mixture between inciting and healing. I still wanted him to run.
In the third round, after an uneventful two rounds of a lot of missed punches. Beno scored a flash knockdown(Maurice got up after a five count) resulting in a guaranteed 10-8 round. I still wanted him to drag out the fight, even though I saw that Gay Maurice only had one punch left in him just so I could heal and motivate Beno some more.
The fourth round was all Maurice who scored a flash knockdown on Beno.
The fifth round was a 10-10 tie.
6th round was another 10-10. Beno's fitness was going down fast and my inciting wasn't raising his morale up.
7th round was another 10-10. With Maurice landing two extremely weak shots and only seven missed shots from both fighters.
Round 8 had Beno trap Maurice in the corner. Beno proceeded to land a couple weak shots. Resulting in a boring 10-9 round for Beno.
Round 9 had Maurice land a whole bunch of shots including one power punch resulting in a 10-8 round in his favor. Worse both Beno's morale and fitness were shot. I told Beno to go out on the offensive and to head hunt. The score was even now.
Beno landed an incredible punch in the tenth but Maurice didn't go down. That last round was definately Beno's but some corrupt alien judging resulting in a draw.
But hey, spilt milk. Let's worry about the next match...