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my goal
to get him done in the first round, because no one liked working overtime when
they didn’t get paid more to do so. The crowd was going nuts around me, and I
raised my hands high, knowing I was the victor before the judges called it.
    I
opened my eyes, and I was already smiling. I turned off the music, and took the
ear buds out of my ears, and set aside my iPod. I lay there for a few minutes,
reveling in the feelings I was experiencing at that moment. I was king of the
world, and no one could have taken anything away from me just then. I had never
felt more alive, and I couldn't wait to unleash that feeling tonight when the
fight was live.
    I
rolled out of bed, and headed back out to the living area. Kyle was predictable,
as always, still playing his video games. I hadn't realized I had been
mediating for an hour; time flew when I was enjoying a victory.
    “Hey,
man, are you coming to the fights?”
    Kyle
looked up briefly from his game. “Not sure yet. I may
have plans.”
    I
almost laughed out loud. Yeah, plans that consisted of drinking beer and
playing video games all night.
    “Okay,
I will see ya later then; I'm heading to the gym.”
    “Cool.
Good luck tonight, Jet. Make us all proud.”
    “Will
do,” I waved as I picked up my gym bag and opened the door, heading out.
    I
grabbed my gym bag out of my car, and headed into the gym arena. The fights
were taking place at our gym this time, and they had transformed the area into
a fighting arena. It looked amazing, and it got me jacked up in anticipation
for the fights. I headed to the locker room, where I would find my coach, as
well as the rest of my teammates. I was the main card for the evening, but I
wasn't the only one of my teammates fighting on a card tonight. There were
three other guys preparing for a fight as well.
    I
walked in, and everyone yelled out hi, or various forms of good wishes. I did
the same, and went to go find my coach.
    “Hey,
Robbie, how's it going?”
    “Great,
buddy. How are you?”
    “I
feel great. I can't wait to get in there and destroy that guy.”
    “That's
just what I like to hear. Make sure you stay hydrated with some water
throughout your warmup. Give me a minute, and we will wrap your hands.”
    “Sounds good.”
    I
headed to the cooler, and at that moment wondered what Natalie was doing with
her evening. She would probably be bored to tears at an event such as this. I
got a couple of bottles of water from the fridge, and brought them back to the
locker room. I downed one immediately, and saved the other for later. There were
a couple of girls hovering around the locker area, and I had to assume they
were girlfriends of the other fighters. I wondered what it would be like having
a girl standing in my corner, cheering me on. I had never had a long-term
girlfriend before, and my conquests were never invited this close to my fights.
On occasion, one would be in the audience at the fight, but they were never
allowed near the corner, or in the locker room. They were only my prizes after
I had won the fight, or my consolation prize, if I lost. The
idea that someone would be there to kiss me good luck, and support me like a
team member, was interesting. I walked back into the locker room and went
to talk to the other two fighters.
    “Hey,
Craig, are you ready to go to war tonight, or what?”
    “Hey,
Jet, yeah, are you kidding me. I can't wait. I hope to accumulate the same
record you have.”
    “Oh,
you will. It just takes time. You're a strong fighter, man, you will do just
fine.”
    “Thanks.”
    Joshua
was the other fighter going out tonight, and he joined our conversation when he
noticed me talking to Craig. “Hey, man, I can't wait to see your fight tonight.
I heard your opponent is brutal. He hasn't lost yet, at least.”
    “Not
yet he hasn't, but he will. I'm ending his clean record tonight.”
    They
laughed. “That's the spirit, man; it's gonna be a great fight, can't wait.”
    “Well
good luck, guys, and I