Okay, here’s my take on the “Francis Ngannou got robbed” situation, written in the style of a personal blog post:
Alright, so last night I jumped into this whole Fury vs. Ngannou boxing match. I’ve followed Ngannou’s journey in the UFC, the dude’s a beast, and I was curious to see how he’d do against a boxing champ. I started by setting up my viewing situation, because, you know, atmosphere is everything. Got the big screen TV going, snacks prepped, and drinks ready. I even made sure to clear all distractions – phone on silent, told the family I needed a couple of hours of “me time”.
My Live Experience
From the opening bell, I had a notepad and pen out to record the important things. I was actively trying to get every detail, I was focused and even jotting down some initial thoughts and important rounds. I noticed how Ngannou started a bit slow, probably feeling out Fury’s style. Fury, of course, was doing his usual thing, moving around, jabbing, trying to control the *’s hard to write down every moment, I quickly tried to get the memorable parts down.

Then, BOOM! Ngannou dropped Fury in the 3rd round. I literally jumped out of my seat. My notes from that moment are just a bunch of exclamation marks and “OMG” scribbled all over the place. It was a legit knockdown, a clean shot. That’s when my “viewing experience” turned into full-on “fanboy screaming at the TV” mode. I thought, “This is it! He’s gonna do it!”
I continued to record my messy notes, marking down round scores, even though I’m no boxing expert. I had Ngannou winning several rounds, especially after that knockdown. I was totally engrossed, pausing only to refill my drink or grab another handful of chips. The tension was just building with each round.
Result and My Feeling
As the fight went on, I felt like Ngannou was holding his own, even winning rounds. Fury’s a crafty veteran, no doubt, but Ngannou’s power was undeniable. When the final bell rang, I honestly thought Ngannou had done enough. My notes clearly show I was leaning towards a Ngannou victory.
Then came the decision… and my jaw dropped. Split decision for Fury? I was stunned. My notes just say “ROBBED!” in big, angry letters. I went back and reviewed my round-by-round scribbles, and I just couldn’t see how they gave it to Fury. I immediately jumped online, checking out forums and social media. And I felt a bit of the same, seeing tons of people, even some boxing pros, saying the same thing – Ngannou got robbed.
I ended up spending the rest of the evening discussing it with other, and rewatching the key moments, still shaking my head in disbelief. My neat notes had devolved into a frustrated mess, but they tell the story of my emotional rollercoaster during that fight. My main takeaway, scribbled at the bottom of the page? “Ngannou won, no matter what the judges said.”