It was all familiar. The sweat, the blood though it was very little the smell still blended in nicely with the environment. It was always the same, nerve wrecking . I wasn't one of those guys that enjoyed having their face plummeted to the ground repeatedly. I wasn't one of those guys that enjoyed risking their lives for the hell of it. I was one of those guys that enjoyed earning money for their family and didn't mind hurting a few guys getting there.
It was always the same procedure of stepping in the ring seeing my opponent bumping our boxing gloves together and then going off to our separate corners having our own staring contest while our designated coaches yell strategies and encouraging words in our ears but of course we won't listen and our main focus would be how to destroy each other without mercy and going home with a handful of cash in our pockets.
This is when the adrenaline rush came in and my fears went out of the window. This was it. There was no turning ...