Reminds me of watching those early 'Toughman' cards that ran in Biloxi in the 90's save for the bare hands. Just two guys beating the ever loving crap out of one another. Then again, we've all rooted for the same only to see plenty a skilled boxer slip into a tragic state just moments later. But if I want savage battery pick a party town side street near a bar at 1am. I prefer to watch fighters who know jabs. If Paulie gets into this with pins in his hands and the miles he has logged he's not as sharp as we suspected.