Recap: Don’t underestimate the camera guy. That’s the main lesson to be learned from this dope, witty and highly entertaining 3-round matchup between Anderson Burruss and Charron. The former coming from behind the camera and providing a lot of self-deprecating ‘white’ jokes, piercing 4-bar set-up/punchlines and lofty personals in a trio of rounds littered with haymakers. While Charron stayed cold with a winsome barrage of hitting name flips, scathing personals, stifling punches and fiery braggadocious darts in a bout that was also frequented by plenty of racial semantics and fierce off-the-dome lines from both battlers. That said, despite a crazy effort from Mr. Burruss, it’s the slightly more efficient and haymaker-lit Charron who edges both of the opening rounds for the win, before an equally theatrical-on-both-sides 3rd round gets a debatable there.
Verdict: Charron (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Charron – “Pick the lowest hanging fruit, I knew that he’d bring up my syndrome, but I’ve chilled with you and we share similar symptoms, you don’t make eye contact and you spit with no rhythm, real recognize real and tism recognize tism!”
