The Love Of A Fighter

Another Life Changing Night

It was a big night for me. Yes I been through so many fights. Only lost 5 out of 50. My name is Alejandro but in the ring they called me "reklezz". Yes we all know that name as someone who is wild but not with me. They called me reklezz cause my combinations were wild. I wasn't fixed on just one. I always had a new one so no one could catch how I move. Tonight was a special night for me because this would be the night that I fight for the light heavyweight world championship belt. Right now I was just a middleweight world champion but it wasn't bad because I'm only 27 and I have been boxing since I was 14 so this is my biggest accomplishment yet. I had no girl in my life. I always that they would hold me back from accomplishing my goal which would be to become the world super heavyweight champion. Until that goal is accomplished I was alone...or so I thought. My fight was scheduled for 9. Although it was late, I started my last training at 4. I never got tired no matter what. My breathing was on point. Time flew by and it finally hit 8:30. Off to fight at Madison Square Garden. When I got there I met the so called "Light Heavyweight Champion" known as "Jason". He didn't have a nickname. To me he was gonna be light work. It hit 9 and we were ready to fight. This was a 10 round fight but every time I came to fight a champion, I didn't use any "practice moves" because my goal was to knock him out. We each patted each others gloves as the referee said that he wanted a fair fight. In my head I wasn't thinking of fair, I was thinking of knockout. We started to fight. This guy was way bigger than me so instead of always worrying about hitting, I moved around a lot. I was getting him tired and used a different combination every 1 or 2 minutes. We lasted 5 rounds in the ring. I felt so confident that I was gonna use this 6th round to knock him out. We took our break in our corners. My trainer told me that he was getting tired. Use this time to give him my all. He gave me some water and said "Damn, no cuts your doing good". He sent me back out into the ring. We started to fight again. I was too fast for the guy. You can see that he was worn out. He went for a power hit but missed. His face wasn't blocked and this was my time. I hit him with a Right hook to the head which had gotten him dizzy and an uppercut to the jaw got him down. He court move. He stayed stiff in the floor. I couldn't believe it. I was the new "Light Heavyweight Champion" of the world. At the end of all my fights, I noticed a girl that would always smile, laugh and leave. I wasn't hallucinating and by the time I try to get to her, the crowding of fans caused me to lose her and I thought to myself, I'll find out about her someday. Another victory and one of my biggest yet. That night I went out and celebrated. I was so proud of myself. I ain't know that my fight was PPV(Pay per view) so when I got to the bar, all of my drinks got payed for by the owner. I replayed my fight that night so many times. These are the nights I lived for. Had no one to spend it with though but my money, but hey life is life.