Round 1:
Traditional Muay Thai ring-sealing. Staredown with opponent, John. Round one begins. Quick one-two scuffle. Espa kick to knee, John falls, fight resumes. Another quick scuffle and John lands a good right to Espa's nose.
This is where it gets ugly.
Ref halts the bout to check on my already-bleeding nose. Fight resumes. Espa can't breath through nose. Loses technique, defense, and just about everything else as John pummels me for the rest of the round. Espa accidental (?) low blow ends the first.
Ref (who is also our instructor) comes to red corner and tries again to stop the bleeding. Appears stable, but Espa bleeding inside rather badly and his phlegm started to kick in.
Round 2:
Start 2nd round. John landing more punches to Espa's face. John senses for the kill, advances. Ref halts fight, gives Espa the eight count. Fight resumes. John lands more and eventually, fight is stopped for good, but not before and Espa high kick attempt.
Winner: John by TKO, 1:59 Rd 2.
Oh well, I learned a lot at least. Like, clear phlegm before fight, especially when down with the fever.
And uh, stick to the game plan ("Mayweathering", supposedly). But I lost myself and decided to bang with him like in Leonard Garcia vs. Chan Sung Jung which probably wasn't a good idea. Oh well, at least I know what it's like to get hit with one hundred percent strength.
And I also learned that I'm a bleeder! I'm not sure if he hit my nose directly, and I think he just rocked my head which already caused me to bleed.
Well whatever I'm still young and this was a learning experience. It was fun getting hit and hitting back at least. Really fun. I needed that. I hope I could do it again with him.
Other fights of the day:
My blockmate, Dale, by TKO in the opening seconds of the fight. The only blow he landed was a low one, if you get what I mean.
Muay Thai classmate Tonio wins by points. His midkicks were damn smooth, and his opponent was fun to watch to, especially in the second round, as he kept charging and going on the offensive.
Krispy Qui from another class, by points, or TKO, or whatever. It was a dominant one. Only person who successfully landed those brutal head kicks. Thrice. It was a mismatch.
There was another fight from an afternoon class which featured a girls' sparring match. Like woah, the girl in the red corner has more balls then most other guys. She kept charging and charging and charging like a jackass on high. Even after they both fell outside the ring. Even when her opponent was down. Even when she was knocked over. Crazy. When the winner (her, by sheer jackassery) was announced, she still threatened her opponent. I say this girl didn't wear a toga nor was she accompanied by her parents to her high school grad, she must've worn a straight jacket, and four security guards must've been her company, in case she decides to go bloody the school principal.
Well that's about it. Took me quite a bit to get over the loss but it's okay, whatever. Hope to have another fight soon.
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