Last week he rang me and said that he had found a couple of willing girls and a venue, and had fixed the fight for this Friday.  I got real cold feet at hearing this and after a bit of pussyfooting around I told him that I didn't really want to fight.  He laughed and said he knew all along that I wouldn't want to fight, so he had hired an experienced guy to partner him.  He explained that he was paying the girls and the guy $1000 each to take part and a prize of $10,000 to the winning team.

He asked if I would come along to video the match and also to take some still pictures.  I agreed without hesitation.  Then he asked if would also act as the medic (I am a Doctor) and also the Referee.  So he wanted me to do four jobs; maybe it would be easier to be a fighter!

Anyway Friday arrives, and I drive Bob to the venue he's hired - a basketball court at the edge of town.  As I drive he explains the novel rules he has thought up for the fight, which he wants me to explain to the fighters.  He doesn't want any of them to know that he is the organiser and sponsor of the event, so it is up to me to act as the organiser - my fifth job!

As we enter the building Bob hands me a couple of sheets of paper with the instructions for the match - rules, names and details about the combatants, etc.  While Bob goes off to the locker room to strip off, I go into the court and start to get the place ready.  It is warm and sticky in the room as I unpack all the video kit and the medical pack.  Then I look at the instruction pack from Bob and read with interest about the fighters and their background.

I'm just finished reading the instructions when the fighters start to enter the court:

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