So a couple weeks ago I was talking to my old teacher and I heard he was putting on some fights, I asked him if I could fight in it, he was like yeah if you want to I think I have a guy. It was just an exhibiton smoker bout no winner or loser but it was still a fight. So I tried to do a little bag work and sparring and stuff but mostly I just train jujitsu. Anyways it wasn't really much time to train, but I was still game.
Well the original guy I was to fight dropped out but he had someone else, still a beginner but he was big. Turns out he was a 225 pound black guy and I'm a 180 pound white boy with a little native american. His neck was twice as thick as mine and his wrist's were twice as big. I was pretty scared but I've got heart so I got in there with him. We decided not to wear any headgear just shin guards, they were the cheap cotton padded ones.
The first round I totally dominated. The first exchange he threw a cross and I followed it back with a cross and then just jumped in with a flying knee, he was stunned and I was landing all these combinations. I was getting hit with a punch here and there but mostly I was slipping his punches and landing counters. Or I would slip a punch and grab a clinch and just knee his stomach like my life depended on it. I felt so many knees just sinking in deep, but he was kind of soft around the midsection and I think that helped him absorb it, I know one knee I landed he moaned but mostly he just took it and gave a few knees back. At the end of the round he threw a kick and I hit him with a cross at the same time and I knocked him down. I felt like Crocop walking back to my corner looking over my shoulder at him.
The second round went down pretty much the same except he started landing a few more combinations, but I was able to recover quickly. I totally forgot about using that flying spear knee, I found out later that really hurt him.
The third round was going the same as the second but I was starting to gas out. I landed the best muay thai kick on him. My whole shin bone landed across his waist, it made a loud smack, he just stopped for a moment and kept coming. Around the middle of the round though he landed a good 3 punch combo, I don't know if I tried to get away or clinch but he landed another solid 3 punch combo. I was completely gassed, my legs were gone and I felt like I was on the verge of being ko'd. So I took a knee, got up and told my corner I didn't want to get knocked out. They were trying to encourage me to stay in it, there was only like 30 seconds left. But I made up my mind and told the ref I couldn't continue. I gave it all I had but he was too big and I just couldn't stop him.
It took me like 20-30 minutes after the fight to recover, I was all dizzy and dazed and hot. I went outside to get some air for 5 minutes or so. After that I was fine. A few of us had an after party and got some hotel rooms, a couple girls were there, it was a good time.
Well the original guy I was to fight dropped out but he had someone else, still a beginner but he was big. Turns out he was a 225 pound black guy and I'm a 180 pound white boy with a little native american. His neck was twice as thick as mine and his wrist's were twice as big. I was pretty scared but I've got heart so I got in there with him. We decided not to wear any headgear just shin guards, they were the cheap cotton padded ones.
The first round I totally dominated. The first exchange he threw a cross and I followed it back with a cross and then just jumped in with a flying knee, he was stunned and I was landing all these combinations. I was getting hit with a punch here and there but mostly I was slipping his punches and landing counters. Or I would slip a punch and grab a clinch and just knee his stomach like my life depended on it. I felt so many knees just sinking in deep, but he was kind of soft around the midsection and I think that helped him absorb it, I know one knee I landed he moaned but mostly he just took it and gave a few knees back. At the end of the round he threw a kick and I hit him with a cross at the same time and I knocked him down. I felt like Crocop walking back to my corner looking over my shoulder at him.
The second round went down pretty much the same except he started landing a few more combinations, but I was able to recover quickly. I totally forgot about using that flying spear knee, I found out later that really hurt him.
The third round was going the same as the second but I was starting to gas out. I landed the best muay thai kick on him. My whole shin bone landed across his waist, it made a loud smack, he just stopped for a moment and kept coming. Around the middle of the round though he landed a good 3 punch combo, I don't know if I tried to get away or clinch but he landed another solid 3 punch combo. I was completely gassed, my legs were gone and I felt like I was on the verge of being ko'd. So I took a knee, got up and told my corner I didn't want to get knocked out. They were trying to encourage me to stay in it, there was only like 30 seconds left. But I made up my mind and told the ref I couldn't continue. I gave it all I had but he was too big and I just couldn't stop him.
It took me like 20-30 minutes after the fight to recover, I was all dizzy and dazed and hot. I went outside to get some air for 5 minutes or so. After that I was fine. A few of us had an after party and got some hotel rooms, a couple girls were there, it was a good time.