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My left ear buzzed for a split second, but I straightened out and got out of harm’s way as fast as possible by virtue of pure instinct. I learned another fact that day: I had a granite chin, as I was perfectly fine after absorbing a colossal tree trunk to the jaw and ear. I quickly glanced through the ropes, bypassing everyone in the crowd and focusing on my wife; I gave her a quick look to show her, “Hey, it’s all good!”

With the adrenaline coursing through my veins, I really did not feel much pain in the bout. My brain was registering the impacts but not communicating the information to my nervous system in the form of the sensation of pain. We clinched a lot in the third and final round, and I ate another knee to the face for which the referee deducted a point from my opponent. We ended the match swinging at each other. When the bell rang, I had a cleansing feeling of accomplishment. Frankly speaking, I got my butt kicked, but I lasted all three rounds with an experienced fighter. The referee raised both of our hands in the air in the showing of a draw as I clenched my fist and thanked God for the opportunity. I was surfing the heavens as my heart fluttered an extra beat; I was forever hooked on the fight game.