Boxing

This is funny. I can't stop laughing.
I have to get this one out of the way.
Always remember! No matter what happens. I'm the problem.
It's the guy with the Beemer.


I'll keep it as short and sweet as possible.


Meatballs is in the ring. Who wants to box? Come on, someone box with me.
As far as I'm concerned he doesn't exist. We're on layoff after the gloves.
There's no coaches/trainers there. None of the equipment is out. No one is
wearing wraps. I'm skipping rope, pushups and situps. Lucky if I spend an
hour there. A couple floaters are there from other gyms.
You seen that fight the other day? Yeah he was throwing good combos.
I was watching Paz. Check it out the shoe shine. That looks like fun. I'm
going to try. That's all it is. We're hanging out and goofing off.
From out of nowhere some guy walks in with his girlfriend. He's sharp
and clean cut. Meatballs yells, can you get in the ring with me. He says
yeah, just give me a minute to warm up. He grabs a chair and sits his
girlfriend ringside. A couple of minutes later he gets in the ring. The buzzer
sounds. Meatballs is throwing dukes. I decide to pull out my Polaroid
and yell say cheese. Meatballs puts his chin up for the flash and that's
when I start to sing the lullaby. Go to sleep. SSHHEE! POW! His head snaps
back. BOOM! He hits the canvas. Meatballs is out cold. OH MY GOD!
What should we do? Take his wallet. He's completely unconscious.
I thought they were going to have call him an ambulance. A couple of
minutes later and he wakes up. He's literally punch drunk. He might
have a concussion. Who knows, nobody here is a doctor. After ten
minutes he starts walking around and now starts yelling.
I GOT KNOCKED THE @$%$@ OUT! Repeatedly, over ten times.
We're not even ten percent of the people that occupy the building.
Everyone hears what's happening. I have nothing to do with it. I'm
low man on totem pole. I go home.

My friends ask me what happened. How did you find out? From him.
Ask him. He's not telling us. He got in the ring with a national fighter.
One shot and he went down. That's all it was. Oh okay thanks.

The next day the ref from the club fighters match shows up and
questions me about the incident. I tell him I saw the whole thing.
He was throwing haymakers and bombs like if he was looking to
rip somebody's head off in a street fight. The other fella had no choice
and was forced to defend himself. He was put in a position where
he had to beat him to the punch. He had it coming to him.
Thanks for letting me know.


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I am now at the gym for one year and am 18 years old. I walked in the
gym. Every day I am early. I help set up the equipment. I have turned
out to be a very respectful and discipline young man that now shows
responsibility. The gym opens up at 3:30 Monday to Friday after school.
My workout has now become private. Sometimes I have the club fighter
on the run. This one time I connected I had to take a step back. Once
or twice more there's a possibility he might of went down. The Gloves
is under way. Without anyone telling us. When the coach says begin
while sparring. We start to bow and bend at the knees/curtsy. We
meet in the center in the ring and punch/touch gloves. Now we FIGHT!
The gym closes at 9:30 Monday to Friday. Every day I help put away
the equipment. It's dark and cold outside. I still have to do road work.


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I start to box 6 rounds and by the third time my body goes through some type
of a chemical reaction. Who knows, endorphins. I couldn't tell you. I'm not a
sports doctor. I felt like if I was floating on air. I felt like I was on a cloud. I would
never breath from my mouth or gasp for air. It lasted about six months until the
training wasn't there. The gloves was over. The one thing I remember. From
everything you learned and trained hard for. May it be speed, agility, power,
footwork, defense, combinations. The most effective way to win a fight generally
speaking for boxers or fighters.

It's standing in the center of the ring toe to toe and going blow for blow,

NYC Golden Glove finals is done in the center of the ring.

TOE TO TOE BLOW FOR BLOW

He won and I immediately congratulated him.
From there it was never the same again.

Get ready. Here they come! ;)


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When you enter the gym and approach the coach. The coach will let you know
what you need to do to join. Permission from your parents. Possibly a physical.
When I was 17 I registered and at that time it was $10. They would send a ring side
catalog to my house to by equipment. Gloves, shoes, wraps, rope, whatever etc . . . .

When meatballs got hurt if there was an ambulance needed or medical assistance
no one is responsible for his actions. He has to pay for everything. When you registered
you are now insured by the city. I HAVE INSURANCE.

If you're 16 and 250 pounds. You might here, play basketball, focus on losing weight.
start a strict diet and come back next year, lets see. If you don't understand. The process
is going to be rushed and nothing will be benefitted. You will not be put in the ring with
your peers. It's going to be a mature BIG adult. I can promise you this. after your
second or third experience you're going to disappear.

If you have your parents to take you to a private DO-JO. This is going to be your biggest
priority to focus on. GET A JOB. Pay someone to punch you in the face. Give someone
money to punch you in the face.

;) ;)


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Team Kelly walks in the gym. I'm 18 years old. That's his trainer.
I have no clue who he is. We start hitting the heavy bag together.
I find out. While he's there he wins the championship belt. I stop
in the middle of what I'm doing standing outside the ring and
watching him spar. I watch him workout every day. No one
is ever allowed to go in the ring with him. Only his team. When
they warm up, they work in sync in front of the mirror. Then they
start training. They would do this every day.

2 YEARS LATER I SEE IT ON TV.




I meet my friends to go out. The biggest problem
I'm having is fighting off the girls. We're to young
to get in. We slip a 20 under the driver's license
and we're in. All of the girls were hanging around
us. I never knew there were so many. They come
in different, shapes, sizes and colors. I like them
all. Let's pick one.

 
Keep it up. I'll report you for domestic violence.
A mouth full. Spit it out.



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In my opinion. This was the best fight in boxing history.

 
These heavy set kids are 16 years of age.

The heavy set kid gets in the ring with the kid that weighs under 140 lbs.
The heavy set kid is taking punches. He gets frustrated and the only way
to explain this. He bum rushes the light guy and squashes him in the
corner. This is a true story. No one got hurt. HAY THAT'S NOT ALLOWED.
DON'T DO THAT. We have to put him in the ring tomorrow. Referring to me.
The heavy set kid is from my area. They don't know who he is or what his
intentions are. They don't want it to escalate to something outside the gym.
Me and the kid under 140 pounds are a perfect match. Weight and height.
We box together all the time. The next day the heavy set kid goes in the
ring with A big adult. After a week he leaves. Then it happens again with a
different kid. When this happens the gym is disrupted and everyone gets
set back in training for that time period.


 
Kelley won the title by defeating Gregorio Vargas by unanimous decision in 1993.
FeatherWeight - Super Featherweight BORN 1967

Naseem Hamed BORN 1974

Hamed vs Kelley - 1997
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin...n the title by,by unanimous decision in 1993.
THE TALE OF THE TWO

Hispanics or the Spanish from South America or the Caribbean.
When you tell them I joined the gym or I'm going to the gym.
This is what it means to them. The boxing gym. They love it.
They go crazy for it. In my gym for whatever reason there
weren't any there. I have no clue why. They showed up after
two years. The trainer was from the Caribbean and if they
wouldn't of told me I would of never knew.

He would train all over the city at the recreation centers for
two weeks and move to a different recreation center. He
was larger than life. It was so much fun. If I remember cor-
rectly I even invited my dear friend Wayne Gretzky and he
got his autograph. In between rounds they would chase
each other around the ring and never stopped moving.
His sparring partner was huge.

The one thing I found funny about the Puerto Rican kids
is they're wash women. They're in everyone's business.
They know this guy's dog and what kind of breed it is.
They'll tell you about this guys sisters cat and what she's
feeding it. HYSTERICAL ! ! ! !


 
Proper gym etiquette.
I remember the place would be like a library.
All would you hear were the bags cracking,
gloves popping and ropes whistling and
smacking the ground. Taking instructions
and focusing.

As you find yourself distancing. You found a job.
You have permission from the coach to use the
gym. Having an understanding that when there's
competition, what ever piece of equipment that you're
using. If another member that's competing needs it
do to gym rotation, you know enough to let him have it.
No one should have to tell you. As you're getting better.
I would like this. They will rush you in the ring to spar
for 2 rounds. The kids are putting in serious time and
getting better. It's time for you to step away. Going
to work with a blemish or possibly a bruise on your
face can be undesirable or frowned upon in the work
environment. You might have to take off for 6 to 8
weeks until the tournaments is over.



It's a man with patience of steele. I'm just some
random kid that walked in clueless. Why did I
join the gym? I didn't want to end up dead or in jail.

 
The thug life. They appear in court.
His boy pulls lotion out of his pocket.
Now watch how he applies it.




Check it out, he got his fight book revoked.
He's watching his boy getting arraigned.
Hold up, let's watch it go down. The court
officers are on cloud nine.





The way you apply cream is really important. ;)


 
I experienced this. In between rounds. He came behind me in the corner
and started rubbing my tri's with his fluffy hands. Before I got a good pump.
This relaxed my pump and now I was able to flurry better,





 
If I'm looking to cut weight. I put on layers of sweats.
I don't tell anyone what to do because I'm obviously
not a fitness instructor. You can pass out from this and
end up in the hospital. It works excellent. Doing this I
can lose 20 pounds in a month. Once you get to your
desired weight you're going to feel weak. Now is the
time to eat good and build properly. When you're done
cutting weight you start to feel listless.


list·less
(of a person or their manner) lacking energy or enthusiasm.


 
I started to work and the environment was . . . . .
He's a lawyer - manupalitive
He's a businessman - compulsive liar
He's a supervisor - cut throat antics
I was holding my own
I started to eat bad. For lunch it was either Chinese food or the pizzeria
Life problems started to occur. A immediate family member got diagnosed
with a fatal illness. I started to become depressed and very anxious. I started
to suffer from sleep deprivation.

Sometimes I would have a drink here.

Sometimes I would have a drink there.

Then I crashed.

I would just sit there and not say anything. Thinking of my past.


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Right before I completely stopped going to the gym, I was 23.
I would offer the kids a ride to there matches. I did it about 3
times and then I pulled a vanishing act.
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:)

 

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