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.