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Hello loyal ohsolovely readers, Iâ€™m Matt from A View From 5280ft. Iâ€™m here to fill some space while Jamie is doing her thing at BlogHer as you all probably know by now.

I feel privileged that I was even asked to post here. Although, those who know me know that I am sometimes a foul mouthed, drunken, self centered jerk. So I might not fit in with the mantra here but here is my attempt at a softer post.

I wasnâ€™t always a jerk. I was a nice kid. A kid who had big dreamsâ€¦not about being rich, but dreams of being heavyweight champion of the world.

My favorite movie as a kid was Rocky. The very first Rocky Balboa, before Mr. T, the Russian and Tommy Gunn.Â My dad bought me the VHS and I would watch it every single day. It was a brilliant movie. A story about a no one who, by way of his nickname got a chance to fight the one and only, Apollo Creed.

What I love about the movie is that it wasnâ€™t a fairy tale. Rocky lived in a dump, smoked cigarettes, could hardly read and lost his one shot at the heavyweight title. Realistic.

I loved the movie so much, I used to throw punches when Rocky threw punches, go down when Rocky went down and I would even tell corny jokes all the time. My dad also bought me a pair of Sugar Ray Leonard gloves and a mouthpiece so that when I watched my hero, I could pretend I was truly him.

In some ways, I will always look up to Rocky and there will always be a part of me who feels like I am the heavyweight champ.

Donâ€™t I look like a fucking champ to you?

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Aww, what a cute photo! Looks like a winner to me.

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You’re quite the lightweight in that photo, but you’re definitely a champ! Now I’m going to check out the view from 5280 feet

such a champ

this reminded me of my brother. he had similar aspirations and I think I’ve seen Rocky at least 10 times…

I have Eye of the Tiger stuck in my head thanks.

^last commenter stole my idea.

Additional generic Rocky reference.

Thems fighting words Mr. Dan Mega.

Yes, you do look like a champ! So cute!

I’d say you are a champ just by virtue of how hard you are rocking those gloves.

I used to like to pretend I was Madonna, but my mother kept making me put my pants back on.

She wasn’t cool like your dad.

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