I'd offer my condolences to the man in black for losing this match on the judge's cards but it's clear to anyone with a brain that he was cooked from the jump for fighting a mailman. You know why? Because the mail never stops. It just keeps coming and coming and coming. There's never a letup, it's relentless. Every day it piles up more and more and you gotta get it out but the more you get out the more keeps coming in! And then the bar code reader breaks! And then it's Publisher's Clearinghouse Day!!!
Not only does the constant bombardment of postage harden our mailmen and women, but pretty much everything else about the job does too. Spending your entire day delivering items where at least 90% of them are going directly in the trash would drive anybody insane. Driving a car that has to stop every five feet which in turn causes a giant line of angry motorists to line up behind you for miles completely numbs the ability to feel bad for others. And the constant demand to grind on those streets when neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night is supposed to stop you. Did you hear what I said? GLOOM OF NIGHT. Being able to defeat the darkness is some real life Bane shit and all he did was grow up to break the Batman.
Despite all this, you gotta shout out these two gladiators for addressing their problems and letting out all their aggression from their shitty lives and jobs then getting right back to them like men.