I'm not gonna waste my money watching two cheaters fight. Why would I? They're cheaters, in the end. That's basically all they are. They should get nothing.
There should be no tolerance for cheaters, especially in fighting.
I'd be champ already if it wasn't for the cheaters.
They can be King Kong, Godzilla, or whatever - I don't care what they have. Once you get a punch in the face or a knee in the head, all of those skills are gone.
I always remember my dad's blue overalls and the blue overcoat he wore in winter, and I remember my mum's big old Afro. Sometimes, though, in my memories, smudges have replaced their faces.
Your mind is the most powerful weapon you have.
You can hear me starting to stutter and slur my words.
Coming from a standing background in striking, I couldn't catch up to the guys with 20-plus years of training on the ground. I had to learn submissions. I found out it wasn't an easy road. I had six losses in a row, but I still felt I was the best fighter in the world.
Anyone who knows me knows how sharp my mind is. I speak at a thousand miles an hour. I'll hold a discussion or a debate with anyone.
There is nothing wrong with fighting, but when you're fighting an uphill battle on an uneven playing field, that's what I don't like.
