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to his knees.
I
was bleeding, and although I was doing well, I needed to make sure that the
fight didn't go to decision. I wanted a win, and Bradley had gotten in some
pretty good shots.
Bradley
stood up, and hit me in the face. My head swung back, even though my body
stayed firmly planted on the cage floor. I spun around with a spinning back
kick, and pushed Bradley away from me, allowing me some time to breathe. When
he came back in, I grabbed him in a clinch, and drove a few knees into him.
He
pushed out of my grip, and I swung back, and hit even harder with a three punch
combination. We get into another clinch, and then we shoved off of one another.
I charged at him, blood pouring from my head, and I hit him with a pow , pow, pow of punches.
Bradley
started to back off as I hit him against the ropes. I was hitting him hard, but
he wouldn't go down. What a mean monster that guy was; it was time to end this
game.
I
was focused as I systematically pummelled Bradley, hitting him mercilessly,
crushing him in a pool of his own blood. I grinned as I looked down at my
opponent, who wasn't about to get back up for more. I looked around at the
crowd, and saw that there was blood dripping from his eyebrow down his nose.
The endorphins going through my
body at that moment would prevent me from feeling any pain for the next little
while, and hopefully vodka would take care of the rest later. I turned to look
around at the crowd, screaming for their “king of the ring,” who just won yet
another fight.
The guys in my corner, along with
Coach, poured into the cage, jumping up and down in excitement. Coach grabbed
me, and wrapped his arms around me, patting me on the back. That was when I
felt the pain.
“I think I hurt my back, Robbie.”
“Okay, Tough Guy, we will have
someone look at you. Let's wait for the decision, though.”
We didn’t wait long before the
judges ruled me as the winner of the fight. My hands went into the air, and I
circled the cage a few times before I headed out of the cage with my team. We
went right back into the warmup area to see about getting me to a doctor.
“Jet, just have a seat while I get the doctor. I’m sure they are still trying
to put Bradley's face back together.” I smiled, loving Robbie even more for
that comment.
Many of the other fighters kept
coming up to me, and congratulating me for the bloodbath I just laid out for
all to see. Robbie came back with the doctor, and he started checking me out.
“Coach says you hurt your back.”
“Yeah, something kind of twisted
back there when I got hit with a body shot. It doesn't feel right, and it hurts
to touch it.” I showed him where the pain was coming from. He pushed into the
spot I indicated, and I sucked in a deep breath. It hurt like a bitch, and I
was none too happy that I got injured during my fight.
“You're going to need to rest on
this one. Lots of ice. It's nothing serious, but you
have to take care of yourself, or it could affect your future fights. Don't
train hard for a while. A hot bath tonight will probably do you some good.”
“Okay, Doc, thanks a lot,” Robbie shook the doctor’s hand and turned back to me.
“Let's go get you drunk first,
and then you can consider that bath.
I laughed; he knew just how to
make me feel better.
Chapter Eleven
Natalie
The library was really busy that
afternoon, and despite the fact that I was there to study, I hadn't gotten much
done. There was too much bustling around. I had four people at my table, a few
of whom were only there to gossip. I needed to study, and these girls were
annoying me beyond what I could deal with. I decided to give it up for the day, and head somewhere else. I began
putting my books into my bag, along with the notes I had been trying to make on
my story, but I hadn't been able to concentrate. I shook my head at the two
girls still gossiping about Facebook statuses. They needed to get a life, and I
was irritated that they ruined my
I
was bleeding, and although I was doing well, I needed to make sure that the
fight didn't go to decision. I wanted a win, and Bradley had gotten in some
pretty good shots.
Bradley
stood up, and hit me in the face. My head swung back, even though my body
stayed firmly planted on the cage floor. I spun around with a spinning back
kick, and pushed Bradley away from me, allowing me some time to breathe. When
he came back in, I grabbed him in a clinch, and drove a few knees into him.
He
pushed out of my grip, and I swung back, and hit even harder with a three punch
combination. We get into another clinch, and then we shoved off of one another.
I charged at him, blood pouring from my head, and I hit him with a pow , pow, pow of punches.
Bradley
started to back off as I hit him against the ropes. I was hitting him hard, but
he wouldn't go down. What a mean monster that guy was; it was time to end this
game.
I
was focused as I systematically pummelled Bradley, hitting him mercilessly,
crushing him in a pool of his own blood. I grinned as I looked down at my
opponent, who wasn't about to get back up for more. I looked around at the
crowd, and saw that there was blood dripping from his eyebrow down his nose.
The endorphins going through my
body at that moment would prevent me from feeling any pain for the next little
while, and hopefully vodka would take care of the rest later. I turned to look
around at the crowd, screaming for their “king of the ring,” who just won yet
another fight.
The guys in my corner, along with
Coach, poured into the cage, jumping up and down in excitement. Coach grabbed
me, and wrapped his arms around me, patting me on the back. That was when I
felt the pain.
“I think I hurt my back, Robbie.”
“Okay, Tough Guy, we will have
someone look at you. Let's wait for the decision, though.”
We didn’t wait long before the
judges ruled me as the winner of the fight. My hands went into the air, and I
circled the cage a few times before I headed out of the cage with my team. We
went right back into the warmup area to see about getting me to a doctor.
“Jet, just have a seat while I get the doctor. I’m sure they are still trying
to put Bradley's face back together.” I smiled, loving Robbie even more for
that comment.
Many of the other fighters kept
coming up to me, and congratulating me for the bloodbath I just laid out for
all to see. Robbie came back with the doctor, and he started checking me out.
“Coach says you hurt your back.”
“Yeah, something kind of twisted
back there when I got hit with a body shot. It doesn't feel right, and it hurts
to touch it.” I showed him where the pain was coming from. He pushed into the
spot I indicated, and I sucked in a deep breath. It hurt like a bitch, and I
was none too happy that I got injured during my fight.
“You're going to need to rest on
this one. Lots of ice. It's nothing serious, but you
have to take care of yourself, or it could affect your future fights. Don't
train hard for a while. A hot bath tonight will probably do you some good.”
“Okay, Doc, thanks a lot,” Robbie shook the doctor’s hand and turned back to me.
“Let's go get you drunk first,
and then you can consider that bath.
I laughed; he knew just how to
make me feel better.
Chapter Eleven
Natalie
The library was really busy that
afternoon, and despite the fact that I was there to study, I hadn't gotten much
done. There was too much bustling around. I had four people at my table, a few
of whom were only there to gossip. I needed to study, and these girls were
annoying me beyond what I could deal with. I decided to give it up for the day, and head somewhere else. I began
putting my books into my bag, along with the notes I had been trying to make on
my story, but I hadn't been able to concentrate. I shook my head at the two
girls still gossiping about Facebook statuses. They needed to get a life, and I
was irritated that they ruined my
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