OK, it’s clobbering’ time

Maybe you haven’t heard of Yuri Foreman, a former world-champion Jewish boxer also in training to be a rabbi? Well, he’s just the guy to beat the crap out of Mark Driscoll, the neo-calvinistic, mixed-martial-arts-loving pastor of Mars Hill Church in Seattle.
Driscoll has been itching to put his fist  through something for years– a door, a wall, an Arminian, whatever. This could be his chance to put up or shut up.
If we could get a promoter, maybe make this fight the centerpiece of CreationFest or some other giant Christian music event, we could settle everything once and for all.  Precede the fight with a scripture rap-off between the contestants (of course Foreman could lay down some Talmudic rhymes, too).  In Foreman’s corner will be his Brooklyn rabbi, DovBer Pinson, who’s been teaching him Torah lessons. Foreman’s pre-fight prayer is always, “Protect me, protect the person I’m fighting, but help me to win.” Driscoll’s prayer is usually a testosterone-fueled groaning which cannot be uttered. This is all about masculinity for Driscoll, but recall what the small, unbrawny David did to Goliath. Not to mention the nerdy medieval rabbi who took down the scary monster “golem” he created by simply changing the inscription on his body from “emet” (truth) to “met” (dead). So if Foreman shows up with a permanent marker, Rev. Driscoll, it could all be over.
Mazal tov!