The Rematch

i demand a rematch!!!!! i seek to avenge my loss of 2004. i feel like any fighter with a blemished record, seeking to regain credibility. that performance was the worst by far. she pummelled me thoroughly both in and out of the ring. it began with the subtle mind games. i had no answers, no defense, nor adjustments. i wish i could have fired my coach and trainer (both id and ego) they did not prepare me at all, once the fight began, the victory was already hers. it was a first round knockout like tyson vs. that white irish guy with the pizza hut commercial, yeah remember that. already knocked out, the self-doubt and fears kept me down well after the referee's count. intimidated and lost, i was defenseless.

like any fighter, i went back in the gym. and a new fighter was born. this time more aggressive, more clever, and most of all more confident. coming from such a low, up was the only way to go. heavy bag intervals, battering sparring partners, more rounds, Rocky one armed pushups and chicken chasing (RIP Mickey), military style burpees like Nuestra Familia in Folsom (Myk that was for you, lol). this fighter even has a new style, brawlin, no holds barred. i commit eye gouges and eye rakes, suplexes, piledrivers, titty twisters, hell wet willies, i observe few rules.

so with new resolve, i am cumming for you. get ready to tangle with a new beast.

i have worn out my boxing/pugilistic references, note this blog pertains to someone different than the throwing in the towel post.