WHen i was like 15-16(im 17 now) my “Friend” wanted to fight me…some friend eh? The reason he did was cuz i said “I could beat em”…i was sure i could, then like a week after this “I can beat you, no you can’t” stuff, he told my friend(he knew bout this) that he was comin over to kick my A§§…i was sick at the time(jes ate at pizza hut), had a headache too, and i wasn’t angry at all, not in any mood to fight…and i just couldn’t get into it, i was so calm,(i was chillin, bout to goto sleep)…i couldn’t get myself into the fighting spirit either, i was throwin combos to the air, wasn’t helpin, i even made my friend i was with hit me a few times, didn’t help…it felt like i jes got up(these aren’t excuses)…
Then me n my friend met, i was witha friend, and he was witha friend, we were all friends, my closer friend thought i’d win, and vice versa…anyway, it was like a boxing match, i threw a few punches(they were weak, haha)…n got caught in teh forehead nose, fell to one knee(he didnt’ rush me, it was a “Friendly Fight” and i had just got 4 matress stitches(big ones) in my left leg from getting a stake stabbed through it, everyone at the fight was there)…
And eventually, the fight lasted for about 10min(god a long fight)…and i was jes about to say im through(i was tired)…and we were in a clinch, i was jes about to say it, then he pushed me back n hit me with a hard and fast combo in the stomach, my mouth was open too, the first hit knocked the wind out of me, the second knocked the reserve air out of me…then he stepped back, n i put 1 hand up, n said i was done…i felt like i was gonna pass out…
But then we Handshaked-Hugged, said good fight, n talked about it like it was a football game, like “Man, u got me good with that upper cut” “yea, those body shots killed me”…when it was over, it felt like it was kinda fun…then the friend i was with showed me some boxing manuevers(little late huh?)…i still think i could’ve beaten him if i had a reason:D