Day 10/11 - Eh Heh…

My boss told me not to blog while drunk. Apparently, blunking drog can result in embarrassing errors. Peshaw!

Anyway, on day 10 we shot the last of the fights. Sorry, can’t let slip even one detail. You’ll just have to come back in late January to watch them all online and on the show. Needless to say, they all ruled (though there were some standouts, as usual).

Here’s a pictures of Mike Brown, Yves Edwards’s opponent, as he checks the ring prior to the fight.

My current state of drunkeness is a result of the production wrap party, which occurred immediately after the final fights and which was held at/hosted by Vadim’s yacht in St. Petersburg - a wild place, apparently, given all the strippers, piles of money, and high-society Russians rubbing elbows. Here’s a few photos from the evening:

Shit, these ex-Soviets can dance!

God damn those Bodog Girls - don’t they ever stop it with their sexy, sexy shenanigans?

The Black Mamba poses with this poor, underprivileged Russian. The economy is so poor that many young, hot Russian women have turned to spray paint instead of clothes.

Some old friends showed up. Can you name them all?

Hollywood Joe directed all the Bodog Girl sequences for the show. He’s seen here providing job advice to another impoverished, young, hot, sex-crazed ex-Soviet. He’s such a humanitarian.

These people do Bodog better than we do.