“Alright, are you ready?”

“Yeah, I’m pumped, Aid!”

My heart was pounding and my hands were trembling.  I was already sweating bullets.  God, I love this feeling.  Everyone in the audience was yelling but I could easily pick out her voice, chanting my name at the top of her lungs.  I will win for her.

“They’re about to announce you.  Good luck kid.”  I grinned wide.  He just gave me a slight nod knowing I was ready to kick some ass.

“…and weighing in at 142 pounds of lean mean muscle, Spencer Carlin!”  Trying to look as aggressive as possible, I got into the ring and met my opponent.  She was Hispanic, about my height, with very muscular legs.   She gave me the once over and snarled.

“What’s up chica?”  I smirked as we touched gloves.  Let the fight begin.

She was fast, I’ll admit that.  I was hit a couple times.  The worst was a body punch to my ribs.  That hurt like hell but I tried not to let it show.  I met Aiden back in the corner and spit what had come up from the hit.  I caught a glimpse of my girl, my prize.  She looked like she was going to cry though she knows that this is what I do.

“Spence, snap out of it!”  He yelled splashing water in my face.  “Don’t get cocky in the ring.  Keep your endurance and fight through the pain, you’re a little shaken from that hit, I see. Do the same to her.  Throw a combo and go from there, you know what to do.  Now go get that bitch!”  I gulped my water and nodded, heading back in to the ring.

“Back for more, huh, Blondie?” 

I had to remind myself to keep my head straight.  Immediately after the bell, the girl got a sucker punch to my jaw.  Stumbling a little, my emotions changed.  I was no longer cocky but pissed the fuck off.  She had hit me enough and that was the last straw.  No matter how angry I got, I had to remember to stay calm enough to think clearly.  Growling, I approached her and bared my teeth imitating my pit bull, Tony.

I was streaming sweat, my shirt and shorts were sticking to me, but I was excited and didn’t mind.  I waited for her to try to hit me, like I knew she would, and dodged it.  Taking advantage of the opening, I caught her in her jaw.  She turned to face me and I threw a jab, straight right then left hook, all in procession.  She was starting to look woozy so I got her in the ribs for extra measure.  Going to the corner she took a spit then came back looking as if she were barely alive.  I’ll give it to her, she’s a real fighter.  As soon as she got into her stance I got her jaw again and she was knocked out, down for the count.  I won!