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Diaz-KatsidisGoing into the highly anticipated lightweight showdown between Juan Diaz and Michael Katsidis, many considered the fight to be pretty evenly matched.  After all you have two all action, pressure fighters looking to rebound from their first loss.  I mean what more do you need in motivation?  The fight was a no-brainer for Golden Boy even if many thought that perhaps Diaz and Katsidis should have taken on weaker competition at first before taking on each other.  But such is the warrior mentality of both fighters that such a notion was scoffed at.  Instead both Diaz and Katisdis made no secret their desire to face each other now, citing the adage, to be the best you have to beat the best.  Saturday night in Houston as both fighters entered into the ring you knew that on the battle of two unstoppable objects only one force can prevail.  In the case of Diaz and Katsidis, the dominating force was that of Diaz.  Diaz started out working from the outside with his jab, keeping the physical Katsidis at bay.  The plan worked until Diaz did what he does best, let his leather fly.  Katsidis was game throughout and enjoyed success in spits, especially the hard shots to the body of Diaz.  Sure the fighting was close and fast paced but it was clear to most that Diaz was landing the cleaner, harder shots.  Need proof?  Look at the swollen mass of human tissue that was Katsidis' face after the fight and tell me he didn't eat his fair share of leather.  Personally I had the fight for Diaz, eight rounds to four, over the Australian.  Fact is everyone I spoke to at ringside had it for Diaz as well.  Then the scorecard of judge Glen Hamada was read, 115-113 for Katsidis. My initial reaction, and I dare say the reaction of nearly everyone in the Toyota Center, was what the f*ck!  Sure, I can see it being closer than I had it but give me a break Hamada.  What fight where you watching?  Fact of the matter is some of the shots that appeared to land for Katsidis where actually blocked by Diaz.  Ugh, it's frustrating that such a perfect night of pugilistic action could be tarnished with the inept scoring of a disillusioned official.