Near the end of the round, I popped Maeki clean with my right hand and snapped her head back. Payback for the last round, but it signified the fact in my mind that I had won the round. Only the ref was scoring the fight, so it was not like I had judges to impress!
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My Story - Part One - White Collar BoxingThere are times in your life where things just kind of...stop and you think to yourself...how the hell did I get here? That's exactly what I'm experiencing right now.
I look up and around at my surroundings. I'm in a boxing ring, and the crowd is about half full, though it's filling up as we go. My coach is behind me, gently kneading my shoulders. My opponent is making her way to the centre of the ring as the blue shirted referee calls us to the meet in the middle of the ring.
How did I ever get here?
I'm about to participate in my first professional boxing match...and its still hard for me to believe that I'm doing this. Maybe to make sense of this, I should go back to the beginning. Maybe someone else can make sense of my life. Me…I’m not sure that I can anymore.
My name is Virani Macvicar. Strange name right? Well, th