Mike Tyson & Roy Jones Jr. Need To Relax

So, here we are, son. After 15 years and a barrage of impressive training videos, Mike Tyson is returning to boxing. Not only that, he’s about to get it cracking against Roy Jones Jr. Now, before anyone gives me the side-eye, yes, this story is real, and no, this isn’t 1995. All I can say is, as much as I fucks with the both of them, they need to sit their asses down, man. On the real, they need to just enjoy being legends and leave the fighting to the young cats.

Ok, for those who missed it, an exhibition match between Tyson and Jones is about to go down. Now, according to reports, the two men will go at it for eight rounds on September 12th in Carson, California. In addition, on the undercard, former NBA player Nate Robinson is set to fight YouTube dude Jake Paul. All in all, I don’t know what the fuck is going on out here, fam? I mean, on the same night, we have a 54-year-old battling a 51-year-old and a basketball player squabbling with a vlogger. *Sigh* 2020 is so fucking weird, bruh.

Look, I have all of the respect in the world for Tyson and Jones, son. Like, they’re literally my two favorite boxers, man. However, this fight just doesn’t need to happen, fam. Ok, yes, Tyson has been looking otherworldly in his Instagram training videos, but there’s a reason he stepped away from the sport, bruh. Shit, I think it’s safe to say that they’re both past their primes, people. So, I don’t want to see either of them get hurt, brethren. In my eyes, none of this shit is remotely worth it.

In the end, I’m all for Tyson/Jones staying in shape and getting the blood pumping. But, boxing is an unforgiving sport, son. Ultimately, the phrase “you don’t play boxing” is accurate as fuck, man. By and by, I would’ve been HYPED for this shit in the mid-90s. However, the time has passed and the greats just need to let their legacies speak for themselves. That is all. LC out.

Tyson Fury Beat The Bronze Off Of Deontay Wilder

So, let’s just skip the formalities and get straight to the point, son. The fact is, Tyson Fury beat the dog shit out of Deontay Wilder, man. I mean, Saturday‘s fight wasn’t even competitive, fam. Like, the ass-whooping was so bad, Wilder’s corner had to throw in the towel, bruh. All in all, there’s absolutely no need for a third fight. Frankly, we all saw what we needed to see, brethren.

Ok, for those who missed it, the anticipated rematch between Wilder and Fury took place this past weekend. Now, as was the case in their first fight, Wilder’s WBC Heavyweight title was on the line. In addition, The Ring and lineal Heavyweight titles were also up for grabs, since Wilder and Fury are the top-two ranked Heavyweights. In any case, I thought Fury was going to win the fight the same way that I thought he won their first bout. However, I didn’t expect a flat-out pummeling, son.

Look, let me explain why Wilder’s corner stopped the fight in the seventh round. Real talk, up until that point, Wilder was getting abused, man. Like, Fury wasn’t just out-pointing him. Fury was bullying the bully, fam. First, he knocked Wilder down in the third round. Next, he knocked Wilder down again (from a body shot) in the fifth round. He also busted Wilder’s left ear and fucked up his equilibrium. To make matters worse, by the time the match was stopped, Wilder hadn’t even won a single round, bruh. Side note, according to one judge, Wilder won one round, but I think they were just being generous to the champ, son. In any case, Wilder’s corner had to save him from himself, folks.

Now, I know that Wilder was pissed that his corner stopped the fight. I also understand boxers like Timothy Bradley who would rather see a fighter “go out on their shield.” But, I expect that type of response from them, son. Shit, they’re warriors, man. As fucked up as it sounds, they’d much rather die than quit, fam. However, there was NO way in Hell that Wilder was going to make a comeback, bruh. Listen, if he couldn’t hit Fury when he was fresh, how would he hit him when he was badly hurt? In this bout, Fury turned into the aggressor and put all types of pressure on Wilder. The way I see it, it’s CLEAR who the better fighter is, people.

In the end, there’s no need for a third fight, son. Ultimately, I know that there is a rematch clause that Wilder will most likely activate. However, nobody needs to see that, man. By and by, Fury exposed every single flaw in Wilder’s game, fam. At the end of the day, if they fight again, Wilder’s just hoping for one lucky shot, bruh. Outside of that, there’s no fucking way that he can beat Fury, brethren. All I can say is, I’d much rather see Fury fight Anthony Joshua for the WBA, IBF and WBO belts. This way, we can finally have another undisputed Heavyweight champion. So, let’s get to it, people! As of right now, my money’s on Fury. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Can anybody think of a better comeback story than Fury’s? Fam, three years ago, he was grossly overweight, depressed and abusing alcohol. Today, he’s once again the Heavyweight champion and captured the only belt he hadn’t won before. All I know is, Joshua’s belts are rightfully Fury’s. Hell, he beat Wladimir Klitschko first, man. So, let’s get the proceedings proceeding, son. Good day.

Andy Ruiz Jr. Didn’t Deserve To Be Champ

So, let’s just skip the formalities and get straight to the shits, son. On the real, Andy Ruiz Jr. fucking blew it, man. Like, he had the opportunity to solidify his place in boxing history and he pissed it all away, fam. Bruh, in six months, Ruiz went from Rocky Balboa to the new Buster Douglas. All in all, based on his (lack of) discipline, Ruiz didn’t deserve to be champion.

Ok, for those who missed it, Ruiz fought Anthony Joshua for the second time this past weekend. Now, as a reminder, back in June, Ruiz threw a monkey wrench in everyone’s plans. I mean, based on Joshua’s previous dominance, we all wanted to see him mix it up with Deontay Wilder and Tyson Fury. In addition, since Ruiz was a last-minute replacement (due to Jarrell Miller‘s multiple failed drug tests), not a lot of people gave the fat Mexican a chance, son.

Regardless, Ruiz put on the performance of a lifetime and derailed Joshua’s momentum, man. Look, there was no fluke in Ruiz’ June victory, fam. The fact is, he knocked Joshua down four times AND was ahead on two of the three scorecards when the fight was called off. Frankly, he fought a near-perfect fight, bruh. From there, the fucking wheels fell off, people.

Listen, ever since that win, Ruiz was out here wilin’, son. Hell, by his own admission, he didn’t train, he partied too much and he didn’t take Joshua seriously. Fam, is this guy fucking serious? *Sigh* He pulled off the legendary upset and then disregarded ALL forms of discipline. The way I see it, an individual like that doesn’t have the right to be champion.

In the end, I don’t want to hear any excuses, man. Ultimately, Ruiz has no one to blame but himself for his piss-poor title reign. By and by, he’s a super talented fighter, bruh. However, talent without any semblance of work ethic is meaningless, fam. For God‘s sake, an already fat dude came in 15 pounds heavier than the previous fight, folks. At the end of the day, if this is how he’s going to behave, then I’m glad that Joshua got his belts back. Now, maybe we’ll finally see those matches with Wilder and Fury. Maybe, brethren. That is all. LC out.

P.S. No one wants to see a third fight, Ruiz. That ship has officially sailed, son. Good day.

Boxing Is Killing Everyone

So, before my fellow boxing fans jump down my throat, yes, I’m being facetious with the title of this post. But, seriously, what the fuck is going on, son? Ok, I know that a good number of boxers have died in the past. However, right now, it seems like these tragedies are more prevalent, man. All in all, Rest In Peace to all of the fighters who have lost their lives.

Ok, for those who are unaware, Patrick Day, a Super Welterweight fighter from New York, just passed away yesterday. He died four days after getting knocked out by Charles Conwell in the 10th round of their bout. Now, during the fight, after a barrage of punches from Conwell, Day went down and slammed his head on the canvas. From there, the referee immediately stopped the fight and Day was taken to the hospital. Sadly, he lost consciousness and never woke up again.

Now, as fucked up as this situation is, the sobering part is the fact that Day is the fourth person (that I know of) to die this year from injuries sustained in the ring. I mean, based on the records I’ve seen, Day joined Maxim Dadashev, Hugo Santillan and Boris Stanchov on the list of boxers who’ve died in 2019. All in all, the number of deaths is higher than the regular yearly average.

Look, from what I can tell, one or two boxers might unfortunately die every year. In any case, there are also years where no one dies at all. So, I really wonder why this year seems to be a bit different. Like, what are the factors that are contributing to the spike, fam? Sure, getting punched in the face/head is never truly ideal. But, boxing has been around for hundreds of years, bruh. Frankly, I don’t know if fighters are hitting harder or if the canvas is just a cotdamn death trap, son.

In the day, the phrase “you don’t play boxing” is sadly accurate. Ultimately, it’s a super tragedy that Day lost his life, man. By and by, I hope Conwell isn’t too hard on himself, fam. The way I see it, he never intended to inflict that type of damage on Day. At the end of the day, boxing can be a brutal sport and we can’t take these warriors lightly, bruh. All I know is, they’re literally putting their lives on the line, son. Anyway, RIP Patrick Day. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Even though he didn’t die, Adonis Stevenson is another boxer who almost passed away this year. *Sigh* Shit is frightening out here, man. Real talk, I pray for the safety of all of these fighters. Good day.

GGG Got Old In Front Of Us

So, let me begin this post by saying that I’m a huge fan of Gennady Golovkin. Real talk, I thoroughly enjoy watching him punch unfortunate fighters into oblivion. I mean, based on his résumé, it’s obvious to see why Middleweight boxers, including Canelo Álvarez, avoided him for so long. With all of that being said, Father Time might’ve finally caught up with him, son. All in all, based on what I saw this past Saturday night, the 37-year-old fighter may be starting to decline.

Ok, for those who missed it, Golovkin, better known as GGG, fought Sergiy Derevyanchenko for the vacant IBF and IBO Middleweight titles. Now, for some background, GGG previously held both of those belts, along with the WBA and WBC belts, before fighting Álvarez. Anyway, after two bullshit decisions, GGG lost his titles. I mean, no one can tell me that GGG didn’t win that first fight against Álvarez, fam. In addition, no one can tell me that their second fight wasn’t a draw. All I know is, Álvarez ain’t never actually beat GGG, bruh.

In any case, when the IBF governing body stripped Álvarez of the title, it opened the door for GGG to become a champion again. However, he would have to go through Derevyanchenko, the number-one contender. So, the bout between the two took place this past weekend on DAZN. Now, in terms of the fight itself, GGG looked fucking old, son. Hell, his punches were slow, he didn’t throw enough shots overall and he was getting hit a lot. Yes, I know that some people are going to point out that GGG knocked Derevyanchenko down and opened up a cut on his face. The truth is, outside of that, GGG lost most of the exchanges, man.

Moving on, there are rumors that GGG was sick leading into the match. According to promoter Eddie Hearn, despite his illness, GGG insisted on fighting. Now, all of this could very well be true, fam. Frankly, we’ll never know. All I can say is, that version of GGG was visibly diminished, bruh. Honestly, if the current GGG got into the ring with Álvarez for a third time, then GGG would probably get knocked the fuck out, son. The way I see it, time might finally be catching up to the legend.

In the end, maybe this was a fluke and GGG still has something left in the tank. However, from my vantage point, he looked washed and he lost that fight to Derevyanchenko. Ultimately, as someone who thought that GGG was robbed in his fights against Álvarez, he was gifted a decision in his win against Derevyanchenko. By and by, this is why boxing gets on my fucking nerves, brethren. At the end of the day, judges just can’t be trusted in the slightest, man. That is all. LC out.

My First (Real) Brazilian Jiu Jitsu Class

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I love fighting, man. Now, I haven’t been in a real fight in years, but I still need that type of aggression, fam. Shit, I grew up doing Taekwondo, I’ve boxed, I’ve done Muay ThaiJeet Kune Do and general MMA. Needless to say, I’m semi-addicted to pain, bruh. In any case, last night was a first for me. Last night was the first time I took a real Brazilian Jiu Jitsu class. All in all, I’m still processing my experience, brethren.

Ok, to be clear, last night was not the first time I’ve rolled. Shit, thanks to previous MMA classes, I’ve had the pleasure of putting someone in and being put into a rear-naked choke and an armbar. However, those experiences didn’t necessarily prepare me for a full hour and a half of BJJ, son. Frankly, despite my years of martial arts training, I’ve learned that I don’t know shit upon shit about fighting on the ground, man.

Now, before I continue, I have to give a major shout-out to Babs Olusanmokun. The actor/BJJ black belt runs Babs BJJ out of Phil Nurse‘s The Wat school in lower Manhattan. Side bar, I have to give another shout-out to my wife for finding this school, fam. Keeping it a buck, she’s the real MVP, bruh. Anyway, since the spot is only a few blocks away from my job, I figured I’d give a class a test spin, son. All I know is, I wasn’t exactly prepared for this shit, man.

In any case, the class went as follows: I first learned to shrimp, followed by front rolls and back rolls. From there, I learned how to do the technical stand-up. Next, I learned the basics of the triangle choke. After that, I spent the majority of the class drilling kimuras with other white belts. Side bar, one of the white belts had one stripe and the other had three stripes. Meaning, we were not the same, fam. Frankly, both of those dudes could fuck me up, bruh. It just is what it is.

Moving on, I was involved in all of the activities until it came time to roll. Babs knew that I would get mangled if I got my ass down there, son. Instead, I just watched and came to the realization that a 5’5″ woman with a blue belt could choke the fuckity-fuck out of me, man. All I can say is, it was a very humbling experience, fam.

In the end, I’m still trying to process it all, bruh. Hell, look at my face in that above picture, son. Ultimately, that’s the face of a dude who got his innocence took, man. By and by, I’m pretty sure I’ll go back, fam. At the end of the day, I just need my knees to cooperate with me, brethren. The truth is, it’ll be easy as fuck for someone to double leg me if I don’t get lower to the ground. But, I only have one life and I need to try everything, people. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Someone tell my boy Fabo that I’m renigging on my word to roll with him. Son, I ain’t ready for that type of smoke. Talk to me in a year, man. Good day.

The New & Improved JTW FIT

So, here’s the deal, son. My boys Jahkeen Washington and Thomas Boatswain are top-notch trainers that run JTW FIT. For a number of years, they’ve provided affordable and high-level fitness classes to folks in the Harlem area. Well, after years of operating out of another location, they’re officially opening their own studio. Needless to say, if anyone is in the vicinity of NYC, then go break a sweat, man.

Now, the studio is a couple of weeks away from its grand opening. So, in the meantime, everyone should first follow @jtwfit on FacebookTwitter and Instagram. Next, hit up jtwfit@gmail.com and join their mailing list, fam. Lastly, download the MINDBODY app and get in on these deals, bruh. Look, for the rest of August, the squad is offering some dope presale deals. Namely, $15 for the first class, $210 for a 10-class pass and $200 for unlimited classes over 30 days. On top of that, as of yesterday, they’ve dropped their official class schedule.

In the end, what else needs to be said, son? Ultimately, folks need to go get this workout in. In any case, the fitness studio will be located at 2235 Adam Clayton Powell Junior Boulevard, New York, NY 10027. By and by, folks will probably see me in there boxing on Thursday’s and Saturday’s. But, they’ve got the weights on deck, the row machines on deck and trainers that take pride in this shit. So, get to it, man! That is all. LC out.

P.S. My brother Kofi Ofori-Ansah from SOTBG (www.sotbglife.com) will also be training clients out of the studio. So, support all of my brethren, son. They all know what the fuck they’re doing, man. Good day.

The Immortal Manny Pacquiao

Look, let’s just skip the formalities, son. On the real, I truly enjoyed watching Manny Pacquiao outclass Keith Thurman, man. I mean, after allllllllll of the talking that Thurman did in the lead-up to the fight, it was satisfying to watch the old man put on a show. All in all, I know Pacquiao doesn’t want to retire, but now would be a perfect time for him to ride off into the sunset.

Ok, for those who missed it because they hate themselves, a huge Welterweight showdown happened on Saturday night. Now, the bout pitted undefeated WBA (Super) champion Thurman versus WBA (Regular) champion Pacquiao. Side note, I legitimately don’t have enough time to explain how much I hate the belt structure in boxing. Like, why are there so many fucking titles, fam? Seriously, can’t we just have one champion in each weight class? Real talk, why is that so cotdamn difficult, bruh?

In any case, this fight was designed to unify the WBA belts. Moving on, many people, myself included, wondered how much Pacquiao had left in the tank. Shit, he’s 40 years old and has been a professional fighter since 1995. Could he really hang with a hard-hitting and unbeaten fighter who’s 10 years his junior? Well, Pacquiao answered that question in the first round, son. After some perfectly-placed body shots, he knocked Thurman down for only the second time in his career. From that point on, Pacquiao initiated most of the offense. Keeping it a buck, Thurman got some good shots in, but they weren’t enough to stop Pacquiao from pressing the action.

When it was all said and done, Pacquiao earned a split decision victory over Thurman. By the way, that outcome was bullshit, man. Hell, that was clearly a unanimous victory, fam. Look, people love looking at punch totals, but neglect the quality of the shots landed. All I can say is, take a glance at Thurman’s face, bruh. Honestly, he looks like he got hit by a mallet, son. Listen, judging by the way he spoke after the fight, Thurman knew he lost, folks. It just is what it is.

In the end, I don’t want to hear any slander about Pacquiao’s boxing ability, son. Ultimately, this dude is outdoing guys from a completely different generation. By and by, I’ll always respect the fact that he’s willing to fight anyone, man. At the end of the day, a true champion doesn’t run from a challenge, fam. That is all. LC out.

EVERYONE Underestimated Andy Ruiz Jr.

So, let’s cut the bullshit, son. On the real, EVERYONE underestimated Andy Ruiz Jr. Like, only the most knowledgeable of boxing insiders gave him a chance to beat Anthony Joshua, man. Shit, I consider myself a connoisseur and my guy Thomas had to be the one to school me on Ruiz’ fast hands, fam. In any case, Ruiz just shocked the world and sent the Heavyweight division into a fucking tailspin.

Ok, for those who missed it, shit got real on Saturday night. Now, Joshua, the boxing pride of England, was set to make his American debut at Madison Square Garden. Originally, his opponent was supposed to be Jarrell Miller. However, as I detailed in a previous post, Miller righteously fucked up the bag, bruh. Anyway, on basically one month’s notice, Ruiz signed on to fight Joshua. All in all, most casual fans thought Ruiz looked like Gabriel Iglesias and didn’t give him a chance, son.

Moving on, the fight turned out toooooootally different than damn near everyone imagined, man. Shit, after being knocked down in the third round, Ruiz began to put them paws on Joshua, fam. I mean, he dropped Joshua twice in the same third round and then twice more in the seventh round. After Joshua began looking confused in his corner, the referee had no choice but to stop the fight, bruh. All I know is, I didn’t expect Joshua to get clanked that many times, son.

Look, to be honest, I always wondered about Joshua’s chin, man. Hell, when he got dropped by an old ass Wladimir Klitschko in 2017, I knew he could be vulnerable, fam. Frankly, that’s why I wanted to see him fight Deontay Wilder. Real talk, I wanted to see if his jaw could withstand Wilder’s right hand. All I can say is, after the slaps he received from Ruiz, he better stay faaaar away from Wilder, bruh. Keeping it a buck, Wilder might put Joshua on permanent hiatus, son.

In the end, I don’t know what to make of the Heavyweight division, man. Ultimately, I’m sure Joshua has a rematch clause with Ruiz. Meaning, he’ll have an opportunity to get his belts back. However, this loss puts a damper on the three-way race between Joshua, Wilder and Tyson Fury. By and by, this is exactly why I hate boxing politics, fam. The way I see it, all of these dudes should’ve fought each other already, bruh. Now, there are more obstacles in the way. *Sigh* Nevertheless, HUGE congrats to Ruiz, son. At the end of the day, there was no luck involved, brethren. The truth is, he plainly whooped Joshua’s ass, people. That is all. LC out.

Don’t Ever Throw Hands With Mike Tyson

So, let me get straight to the point, son. On the real, there are just certain things in life I would never do, man. Like, I would never climb Mount Everest. I mean, just take a look at all of the people who are dying as we speak. In addition, I would never play Russian Roulette. Shit, why would someone invent that stupid ass game, brethren? Lastly, I would never get into a fucking fist fight with Mike Tyson. For God‘s sake, what was Wack 100 thinking, fam?! All in all, ain’t no podcast convo worth a left hook to the dome, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Wack, The Game‘s manager, was recently a guest on Tyson’s Hotboxin’ with Mike Tyson podcast. Now, since Tyson has gotten into the weed game, he basically gets high with his guests and has a grand ol’ time. Side note, I need to make it out to Tyson Ranch, son. Anyway, the conversation went left when Tyson asked Wack about Tupac Shakur. Basically, Wack has been talking wild shit about Pac for years and Tyson was one of Pac’s closest friends. Needless to say, Tyson didn’t take too kindly to the disrespect, man.

Moving on, here’s where things get foggy, fam. Now, as alluded to by Wack, he apparently swung on Tyson first. From there, his story becomes vague. On the other hand, Tyson responded by quoting himself and saying “everyone has a plan ’til they get punched in the mouth” on Instagram. Either way, it seems like Wack got his fucking wig rocked by Tyson. With all of that being said, what kind of dumbass fights Mike Tyson ON PURPOSE?!

Look, do I need to bring up the footage, bruh? Hell, Tyson used to MURDER people in the boxing ring, son! Real talk, he specialized in hurting the fuck out of people, man. Like, I can’t remember the dude’s name, but I’m pretty sure Tyson knocked a dude out from a body shot, fam. A fucking body shot, y’all! All I know is, that is NOT the man to fuck with. The way I see it, Wack can save all that “but who landed the first shot” shit. If I hooked off on the Hulk first and got smashed into dust, who really won, people?

In the end, just leave Mike Tyson alone, son. Ultimately, that dude spent a LIFETIME being a crazy motherfucker. By and by, if he wants to just lay back and smoke weed, then let that guy cook, man. At the end of the day, we don’t need the “I want to eat his children” dude to resurface, fam. That is all. LC out.