I admire people who fight. I mean seriously to put it all on the line like that. In the cage there are no lies, no hiding, it is the purist thing out there next to Brad and Angelina's marriage. There are certain things that man feel innate at being good at. Fighting is one of them, I have always found this humorous when someone says "He better walk away cause I would whoop his ass!". Now that I am more mature than my big toy brawling days, I know voicing your kimbo slice like street fighting skills is a cover for insecurity's (I.E Micheal Bisping. I love you Dan Henderson.) It was not until I trained in jiu jitsu, and muy thai, that I began to appreciate the art and the people who practise it.
I have been getting the question lately when am I going to fight? My answer is when my fat ass loses 20 pounds and gets some cardio. Truth is I am afraid to fight, because I am afraid I will like it. I have an addictive peronality, those who know me have seen traces of this disease. (I.E my colorful gi's, and endless jiu jitsu video library). I have been beginning to train with more of the experienced fighters at West Side Academy. Guys like "Punishing Pat" Ryan the go crazy on your ass Echols. Chris I am the most flexible muy thai instructor ever. And while I never get close to even touching these guys they humble me, and make me bleed. Well something weird happened the other day. Pat Reeves (who is 145 pounds on a day where he eats Beto's and doesn't take a shit) caught me with a wicked left hook that connected with my word hole. I started to taste blood in my mouth, and a little voice inside my head said "Do it again Pat I dare ya." Now I know some people that when they would realize they are bleeding call time and address the wound. Believe me there is no shame in that, but my sick ass subconscious liked it! After the round I was thinking of Forrest Griffen. Forrest gave an interview once, I think it was in MMA magazine I think? Anyways he said that he enjoyed being pummeled, that he fought better when he was wounded. I never understood that or anyone else who just liked to fight all the time, until now. It is the rush, the fact that you can take a hit and still stand, take a shot and stand up and keep going forward, must importantly it judges your character, because like the joker said "People near death show you who they really are" I am interested in my character, because I don't know. Will I be like Jose Cansaco and tap to punches after 4 seconds, or will I take it and laugh and say "do it again!" I just don't know. I do know however when I got my ass whooped in Jr. High for saying for smart ass shit like "Your Mom goes to college" I was more hell bent on getting revenge than focusing on my broken nose, and chipped tooth. So even though the past is not always a good indication of what will happen, I hope that spirit hasn't left me, because that would be some embarrassing shit if I just lied there on the mat crying in front of people. But on the bright side chicks might see the sensitive side of me.
So in summation will I fight? Not for awhile, I am a pride full man, and I have the bad habit of setting my video games to the easiest level so I can win. Yes I know that is childish but so what I like to win, it is the American way. For now I will just enjoy learning until I feel it is the right time. At least I know when it is time I will be ready.
I would like to give a shout out to Andre Galvao who was robbed in his decision in dream 10, and to Jack Black for making me laugh with his masterpiece Nacho Libre.
I'M OUT!!!!
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Fighting is the purist thing out there, I agree. My life is a confusing cluster of shit at times, but when I train everything makes sense. Either I tap, or they tap. Either I gain position, or lose it. It's 100% my fault if I tap, and 100% testament to my skill set should I get them to tap.
ReplyDeleteThere aren't very many variables. Draaaagon Eaaagles!