I tried not to focus on the unfamiliar faces of people I was passing by. I blurred them out as my focal point was pinpointed at the fighter waiting for me inside the octagon. She looked ready to beat me up and her smugness can be felt all the way from outside the cage. I wonder if she is aware of what her coach and agent offering money to her opponents to have her win.
I turned to look at coach Mason who went over with me what my goal was and to re-inform me again to keep my hands up at all times. It's not the covering-up that was my main object today. It was staying out of her reach at all times and hoping that I was getting out with my limbs attached.
I didn't want to be insane but today felt to me like any other fight in the underground.
“Don’t let her get into your head. She’s go
