Hell Of A Knockout

But I have one question. WHAT KIND OF MANIAC EATS FOOD AT RINGSIDE??? What is it about two grown mean beating the hell out of each other that makes you hungry, so hungry that you can't wait until after the fight is over to have a snack. What, you can't carry a chocolate bar with you? What is it about the blood and spit and sweat coming off of the boxer's bodies that enhances the dining experience, for you?