heres my story..
heres my story:
happened when i was in high school..i was shooting some pool with my buddy when i accidently ,with my elbow,dropped a can on the floor..Its the kind of spraycan we use to polish the baby-foot table handles...So there was this huge guy playing on it with some ppl i know..right next to my pool table...I apologized and focused on my next shot...Then for some reason the guy tells me ; ''pick it up bitch''.I looked at him for a second then just thought''bah,whatever''and looked away ...didnt say anything..He was persistent enough to leave the table and come to me poking my shoulder:''i said pick it up bitch''...everyone was watching quietly...waiting for my reaction.
i was very arrogant at the time (i just started boxing),and just the fact that the guy added the word ''bitch'' made my blood boil.I looked at him,trying not to lose my nerve:''whos the bitch? im not picking it up!'' i said. The tenth of a second he went to grab my shirt i threw such a nice quick snappy lead jab to his lip..(that was the only basic punch i knew at the time)..He stepped back,covering his bleedin mouth.
I mean the guy was huge..i shouda went for a combination or shouda brought him to the ground quickly or anything to finish the fight..but after that ''reflex'' punch i threw..i couldnt move anymore,i just stared at him for like 30 seconds while he was still trying to understand what just happened ....i guess i was just amazed by what i just did and I ,too, was trying to realize what was going on ..since it happened soo quick!!He got very MAD,but i still couldnt move anymore..that was my best,my first and my last shot...he grabbed me in the corner and started throwing desperate punches at my body..and man..i felt thoses.
facing a bigger,stronger,madder guy..i had no choice but to grab desperatly my pool stick a few inches next to me..i told him to back the fuçk away or i would splatter his brains on the wall...he backed off..terrified...
the point of my story is that i never wanted to fight the guy..he just happened to come into my bubble and I instinctively reacted ..probably due to my previous,basic, training.After that punch i threw my mind was outta of it and i guess thats why i lost it.Man i can tell you that the next day i was so fired up at the gym,i felt sorry for the heavybag..
It wasnt much of a serious fight since it wasnt involving any weapons(real weapons,deadly ones) but i sure learned alot about myself that day...how i couldnt control my emotions .. how i was able to react so quickly at first and then totaly freeze.
i didnt want that kind of thing to ever happen again...
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