DAZN confused

Last Saturday night, I went old school and dropped my 75 bucks on the Deontay Wilder vs. Tyson Fury Pay-Per View bout. It was easy to order and right there on my 60” HD television.

Moving forward, it appears in the current dynamic of boxing, the PPV model might be going the way of the dodo bird.

In the last few years the trend with boxing telecasts has been what the youngsters refer to as streaming or apps. Being the middle aged, bitter old man that I am, who despises change, it has been a hard transition for me.

For crying out loud, I can hardly figure out how to send a text message on my phone and to this day, I still don’t know exactly what “the cloud” is.

I’ve seen the bouts advertised for Facebook live, ESPN+, amongst others that I’ve noticed, and of course what appears to be the new big brother, DAZN.

My 11^th grade education, combined with my 25 second attention span makes the navigation of this process a struggle.

I’m that annoying guy that everyone under the age of 30 is tired of hearing always reference the, “good old days." I can’t help myself, life as a boxing fan was so much easier before the days of yore.

The old TV guide book that was in every Sunday paper never failed me. (Note, a newspaper is that paper product that was thrown on your driveway every morning and you actually held it in your hand and read the news)

It was one stop shopping for me to figure out what was on and when. There were basically three free TV outlets to watch.

ABC had “Wide World of Sports”, NBC had “Ringside” with Marv Albert and Dr. Ferdie Pacheco, and of course my favorite was "CBS Sports Saturday" with the great announcing team of Tim Ryan and Gil Clancy.

HBO came into the picture in the 70’s and was a welcome addition to the fray.

Flash forward to 2018, I figured I had two choices. I could continue whining about this app stuff or I could try and jump on board and join the fun.

My first attempt was in July of 2018 when Manny Pacquiao took on Lucas Matthysse on the app called “ESPN+”.

I pulled out my trusty cell phone and proceeded to “try” and sign up. Thirty-five minutes and three changed passwords later, I was ready to throw my phone in the trash and myself in a lake.

Thankfully, the lovely and talented Deborah Wilcox, swooped in with her red cape and IQ over my room temperature one and was able to secure “Operation app.”