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.

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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.

You Had One Job, Jarrell Miller

So, by definition, “stupid” means showing a great lack of intelligence or common sense. On the real, that’s the best way to describe Jarrell “Big Baby” Miller right now. I mean, this dude has a shot at Anthony Joshua and three of the four major Heavyweight boxing titles and he fucks it up, son. Like, the LAST thing he should want to do is test positive for PEDs, man. Alas, he did and here we are, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Miller is supposed to face Joshua on June 1st for the WBA (Super), IBF, WBO and IBO Heavyweight titles. Now, out of all of the major titles, the WBC belt held by Deontay Wilder is the only one that Joshua doesn’t have. With that being said, this is the chance of a lifetime for Miller. Shit, if he won this fight, he’d be well on his way to becoming the undisputed Heavyweight champion. To keep this in perspective, Lennox Lewis is the last fighter to hold this distinction, people. Instead, Miller just popped hot for Cardarine, better known as GW1516.

Now, why in this notable? Because this drug is known to increase people’s aerobic threshold and endurance. The fact is, Miller is well over 300 pounds and tends to gas out in his fights. So, a drug like this would give him an incredible advantage, bruh. Frankly, if he were able to keep his power, but avoid getting tired, he would cause a lot of problems for Joshua. The way I see it, this is a super obvious example of cheating, son.

As it stands, I’m not sure if the fight is still on. Apparently, Joshua is going to fight on June 1st regardless, man. It remains to be seen if Miller will still be his opponent. From what I’m reading, Manuel Charr, the WBA (Regular) champion, might get the call to face Joshua. All I know is, I’d be highly disappointed if that were the case, fam. Like, it’s already bad enough that Joshua and Wilder haven’t fought each other yet. I could’ve at least talked myself into Miller, bruh. Keeping it a buck, I have NO interest in seeing Joshua fight Charr, son. *Sigh* These fighters just can’t get right, brethren.

In the end, FUCK, son! Ultimately, Miller might’ve messed up a dope fight for boxing fans. By and by, I don’t know why fighters still try to cheat, man. At the end of the day, they always end up getting caught, fam. Real talk, VADA needs to just look the other way and let Miller get knocked out by Joshua. That is all. LC out.

T.I. Couldn’t WAIT To Diss Floyd Mayweather

Look, before I even begin, let me tell everyone where I stand on Floyd Mayweather. On the real, he’s a sellout, plain and simple. He was a sellout when he defended Donald Trump’s “grab ‘em by the pussy” comments. He was a sellout when he spoke up on behalf of Donald Sterling. Shit, he was a sellout when he beat up his child’s mother, son. All in all, I’m not surprised by Mayweather’s support of Gucci. In any case, T.I. has VERY personal reasons for dissing Mayweather, man. Ok, yeah, he can pretend like it’s about Mayweather’s Gucci comments, but it’s really about Tiny Harris, fam. All I know is, Tip ain’t low, bruh.

Ok, for those who don’t know the backstory, here’s a quick synopsis: a couple of years ago, during a turbulent time in their marriage, Tiny was seen running around town with Mayweather. From there, Tip ran up on Mayweather at a Fatburger and tried to engage in fisticuffs. Anyway, despite Tiny’s denials about any affair with Mayweather, a lot of people, including myself, still think something went down. Needless to say, if I believed another man smashed my wife, I’d DEFINITELY harbor some ill will towards that dude, son.

So, fast forward to today, Tip just released a new song. Now, for anyone who missed it, the song is called “Fuck Nigga” and it takes aim at Mayweather for not being down with the Gucci boycott. On the record, Tip calls Mayweather out for only thinking about himself and not caring about the plight of his people. All I can say is, on face value, it appears as if Tip is being socially conscious. However, I can’t help but think about his personal investment in all of this, man. Side bar, we already know how I feel about this boycott, fam. Real talk, Gucci shouldn’t matter that much to us anyway.

In the end, people can listen to the song for themselves. By and by, I’ve embedded the track below, so go to town, folks. Ultimately, we need to stop depending on celebrities to do the right thing, bruh. Frankly, no one would put up with Mayweather’s shenanigans if he wasn’t rich. At the end of the day, we really shouldn’t value money that much more than morals, son. I mean, Mayweather has shown us on multiple occasions that he’s a terrible person, man. The way I see it, his bank account and his Philly Shell don’t make up for his bullshit, brethren. That is all. LC out.