Firstly, I'm embarrassed to admit to watching it.
'Farce' would be a more appropriate description than 'fight'. Two blokes past their prime, pushing and hugging each other, with more air swings than ladies day at the golf club.
I left before the decision was announced. I just didn't care who 'won' it.
The highlight of the evening for me was joining everyone at the pub in standing for the national anthem. Never seen that before. I don't think you have to be a genius to work out what brought that on.