2nd Round Knock-Out
well, here it is, the story of me boxing...
about a month ago, i was told i should box this guy, Allen Dikeman...I thought, why not, he is about 3 inches taller and about 25 lbs heavier...i thought to myself, i wrestled in high school, i should be smart enough to move around and just stay up and bob and weeve....
(side note: i've always wanted to box and with recent events occuring, what better way to take out my frustration and hit someone)
so i get ready, i did not train, but only took some advice from my friends, who still boosted my confidence w/ saying 'you've got him dude' or my favorite 'kick his ass Seabass'
so i bought myself a mouth-guard and think to myself, i can't get hurt, no insurance...i also told myself, don't quit, knock him out or get knocked out....
we touch gloves, and i realize that our bout brought a rather large crowd out to the floor of F2. I took a few hits to the head, i realized i needed to block more...i go in to throw a few punches, i landed a hard left directly to his chest...i think, he'll get tired of that and then i'll go for the face....hahahahaha.....wrong....i take more hits to the head...to be honest, it felt like getting slugged w/ a huge pillow...a pillow made of bricks...so then i keep taking punches to the head, i guess i kept my guard down too much and was focusing on hitting more than blocking...
ding ding...
round 1 over and i've taken one hell of a beating...i wasn't going to quit...i knew i was tired, my arms feeling like jello and my body didn't hurt yet due to the adrenaline surging through me...
ding ding...
round 2 begins...
we trade punches....i started to realize that i could take a hit and it would open up a hit for me to take out on him...about another minute of trading punches...it happened....
have you ever seen the scene from rocky when they hit each other at the exact same time...well thats what just happened...allen hit w/ his right, i block and then we both go for a hook w/ our rights....i connected right on the side of his face under the eye and he connected on the end of my chin.
the next thing i remember is being on the floor and seeing stars...i got knocked out.....i was a 2nd round knock-out....(i like that for a band name....2nd round knock-outs....be like, hey guys we are going to see 2nd round knock-outs tonight, wanna go?....) i saw stars when i came too.....
i immediatly noticed that when i bit down on my mouth guard that my teeth didn't feel like they lined up right...my jaw had been rocked so hard, my teeth didn't line up...it took 4 days before my teeth lined back up correctly, it hurt to eat, it hurt to yawn, my jaw hurt so bad....
but there ya have it...2nd round knock out!
about a month ago, i was told i should box this guy, Allen Dikeman...I thought, why not, he is about 3 inches taller and about 25 lbs heavier...i thought to myself, i wrestled in high school, i should be smart enough to move around and just stay up and bob and weeve....
(side note: i've always wanted to box and with recent events occuring, what better way to take out my frustration and hit someone)
so i get ready, i did not train, but only took some advice from my friends, who still boosted my confidence w/ saying 'you've got him dude' or my favorite 'kick his ass Seabass'
so i bought myself a mouth-guard and think to myself, i can't get hurt, no insurance...i also told myself, don't quit, knock him out or get knocked out....
we touch gloves, and i realize that our bout brought a rather large crowd out to the floor of F2. I took a few hits to the head, i realized i needed to block more...i go in to throw a few punches, i landed a hard left directly to his chest...i think, he'll get tired of that and then i'll go for the face....hahahahaha.....wrong....i take more hits to the head...to be honest, it felt like getting slugged w/ a huge pillow...a pillow made of bricks...so then i keep taking punches to the head, i guess i kept my guard down too much and was focusing on hitting more than blocking...
ding ding...
round 1 over and i've taken one hell of a beating...i wasn't going to quit...i knew i was tired, my arms feeling like jello and my body didn't hurt yet due to the adrenaline surging through me...
ding ding...
round 2 begins...
we trade punches....i started to realize that i could take a hit and it would open up a hit for me to take out on him...about another minute of trading punches...it happened....
have you ever seen the scene from rocky when they hit each other at the exact same time...well thats what just happened...allen hit w/ his right, i block and then we both go for a hook w/ our rights....i connected right on the side of his face under the eye and he connected on the end of my chin.
the next thing i remember is being on the floor and seeing stars...i got knocked out.....i was a 2nd round knock-out....(i like that for a band name....2nd round knock-outs....be like, hey guys we are going to see 2nd round knock-outs tonight, wanna go?....) i saw stars when i came too.....
i immediatly noticed that when i bit down on my mouth guard that my teeth didn't feel like they lined up right...my jaw had been rocked so hard, my teeth didn't line up...it took 4 days before my teeth lined back up correctly, it hurt to eat, it hurt to yawn, my jaw hurt so bad....
but there ya have it...2nd round knock out!
posted by Josh at 2:03 AM
2 Comments:
the commentary would have went like this (said with a Ring Announcer's Accent): "the lil pit bull squeaky hunt has been taking a beaten in the first round but the fire in his eyes shows that he's ready to reload and fire back in round two...the dike man throws a right, but the pit bull blocks it, ahh the dike man better watch out now, the lil pit bull is loading up for a massive shot, he throws a hard right cross to the dike man's face, ohh but dike man has thrown a phantom coutner punch right on the button, and the lil pit bull is down for the count, i guess the ole saying isn't true, its not the size of the fight in the dog, it truly is the size of the dog in the fight, and on this day the lil pit bull just wasn't big enough, till next time folks, keep fightin!
umm i believe i can...
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