The day before weigh ins, always the most interesting day as a fighter in my opinion. Usually, a time I go from drowning myself in water to drying myself off of 6-12 lbs of weight in a bath or sauna. Being a fighter who normally walked around 185 lbs and competed at 175 lbs, I now walk around 175 lbs after spending a hot 5 weeks in Thailand, and sticking to a vegetarian diet for 3 months prior to that. The plan was to fight at 170 lbs when getting back to the states, however, an opportunity came knocking at the door at 178 lbs with no wiggle room.
A rematch! My current record as a fighter is 8-1, so when the opportunity came... I knew I wanted the rematch to avenge my only loss to Brian Hansen. The first fight was a complete rollercoaster, when I first came in the ring I was missing my mouth guard, as my opponent made his entrance I put in my coaches mouth piece and called to my other corner to grab mine from my bag. The bell rang, we were trading low kicks until about a minute into the round, I ended up setting up a hard cross off of a double jab dropping Brian to the ground for a count. He quickly recovered and came back swinging, I knew I had the chance to finish him and did everything I could, landing knees and hard punches, until I rocked him with another hook as the bell rang to end the round.
When I came back into my corner I was happy to hear "I have your mouthguard" from my other corner man, my trainer looked at me smiling, saying "It's almost over, he is hurt, but take 15 seconds, feel him out, and see how he recovered". As I got up and got the mouthguard put in place, I realized it was still the wrong one, my bag had both mine and my girlfriend's...and well with my luck it was my girlfriend's mouthpiece... impossible to bite. I ran out of the corner swinging for the kill and completely ignoring my corner's instructions, with my jaw hanging loose I got caught with a straight punch sending me stiff onto the canvas. I got up smiling thinking "this fight is crazy, I can't believe he dropped me after all of that", I tried to trade more punches and as I ducked under a hook the whole room spun in my head as I stumbled onto the ropes, to save me from getting knocked out the ref stopped the fight. I was impressed with how well Brian recovered, knowing how good and technical of a fight it was I was happier than ever to be a part of it.
Now I have the opportunity to do exactly what I did the first time, with more maturity and skill, I couldn't be any more excited. Normally, I am filled with anxiety as it becomes more and more real with the hours counting down. No matter what the result, I am positive it will be fireworks, an entertaining and clean fight.
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