Champion

In a lifetime, someone will tell you that you cannot do something, but that doesn’t mean you can’t do it. All my life I’ve been told I can’t, but I did. They told me I would never get adopted with my background, but I did. I was told I would never live to see the age of 20 associating with the gangs, but I did. When I went pro in boxing they said I was going to be the best ever, better than Pacquiao, Ali/Clay, Balboa, and Mayweather combined. Then after just one loss it was all over, broken rib, cracked skull, six broken teeth, and a enormous amount of blood. It was a true beat down; I thought I was never going to fight again. People were telling me I should play it safe and not risk another beating, but did playing it safe get us to the moon? Then why should I?

It took me a full decade to recover from the injuries, not a day went by that I didn't wish I was in the ring fighting for the title. Boxing has changed since I left, there’s a new hotshot, that everybody thinks is the next superstar. Perry Jones IV, undefeated with a record of 12-0 with nine KO’s. I knew a comeback would be tough, but I never imagined it like this.


In a lifetime, how many people can hate you? Is it my personality, my determination, my stupidity? All I want is to be a champion. With the fight set up, I am starting to doubt myself and my abilities. I almost died once, why try again?


The night had finally come, the time to finally prove that I wasn’t a waste of a life and prove I am a champion. As I walked into the ring the negative comments poured in louder than I had ever heard before. The bell rung and the match had started andf time had stopped and the world ceased to exist expect me and him. Only one would walk away as a champion.

He came out firing giving me everthing I could handle. The he started to slow down and I took advantage of the oppertunity. After I had given him a couple of nice punches to the gut he made the worst decision of his life.

“Old man you have game, but you’re washed up, nothing left in the tank, you’re just an obsessed old man who thinks he is the best but has nothing left.” Perry said.

Those words tasted like puke in my mouth, I wanted to prove him wrong; and I did. At that instant Ithrew the punch, like no other punch I had ever thrown. It was headed to impact the side of his head he tried to block it, but he was too late. He fell to the floor lights out, game over. I was finally a champion.


In a lifetime how many people can you prove wrong? If I would have given up on my dream, would I even be alive today? No matter how tough the road gets, you must preserver. Although you may fail at first, try, and try again until you are a champion.