Destinyyy

I tasted ma first victory, nearly.
A good fight, a better competitor.

I had my first 'friendly' sparring session on my last training. A mini-contender session took place with the winner goin on to face winners of other matches.

As excited as i was, a sense of fear gripped me as i stepped into the ring. that could very well have been my first major fight, and boy was i so bloody determined to win.

The bell rung, the fight started and everything was goin well. but i got a lil cocky and started dancing ard the opponent. Floating like a butterfly never seemed so real!

and then tragedy struck, prancing around got the better of me and i wrong-footed ma opponent. I guess he caught me on the move and i cdnt react in time. wat came next was sheer agony.

I landed on my toe, bent in. I cant be more graphic to describe the position ma toe was in, but verbally, it was in a hideous contortion. My ALREADY injured toe was bent fully down and i landed on that, bringing my whole body weight along onto it.

The sheer pain shot up my brain and i lost balance. But not before my knees hit the canvas, i was met with a bulldozer of a punch right square in ma face. and it sent me tumbling to the rope. wat a way to end a beautiful fight.

but all was good in the end. handshakes followed the hugs and respect was showered. it was a good day, a good fight. the the pain still lingers, although it will be a gruesome reminder of what could have happened in a real fight...