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Originally Posted by Jim Richards
What happens in Olongapo, stays in Olongapo...
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I have recounted this story before. 1985.
So, I am on Shore Duty as the Duty LT Without a Clue (DLWC) my forth time though the PI. The key to Shore Duty is to take the early shift. Timing is everything.
Please remember, I am a huge fan of the people of the Philippines...
So, it is still early and the two Petty Officers with me, and they are as pissed off as I am to have drawn the duty, walk into a bar on the main strip to sit for few minutes...4 o'clock in the afternoon.
There is a bit of an argument brewing between the owner of the bar and a few patrons. It seems this place features woman's boxing between women who have no interest in boxing nor should they. But they get into the ring, more or less.
Apparently, the patrons had issue with the way the last bout was officiated. San Miguel beer will do that to a person. It was 9 o'clock somewhere.
One of the Petty Officers is from my Det and knows I box since we belong to the same gym in San Diego.
To mollify the crowd, everyone decides that the PO will be the in ring judge and I will be the official scorer for the next few fights, all between just the cutest young women in this particular place with pillows for gloves.
What a hoot: 10 Point Must System, fairly applied.
Our Shore Duty shift ended at 1800, just after the last bout. What a coincidence.