experience three....FIRST PLACE!

attention: particapants who are participating in the adult colored division, please report the ring 5. my heart skipped a few beats when i heard the anouncer anounce the division that i was in. hiding the nervousness and intimidation i felt after looking at the other color belts who are all bigger that i was and who looked intimidating, i began to bob up and down as if i were bruce lee, trying to loosin up a bit as think to myself... im just a mere white belt that has been training for almost one year, and i got to fight against all these blue, purple and green belt fighters?! sensie, i really hope im ready for this. this was the first tournament that i have ever been to let alone fought in and i have to fight people who by the color of there belts, have been training a lot longer than myself.
i make it to the ring and wait with butterflies in my stomach, for them to call out my name so i can recieve a ticket that signifies who i will fight. its about 12 of us. out of those twelve, we were split up into 3 groups of 4 by wieght class. seeing this, i let out a sigh of reliefe cuz i thought i had to fight my way through all of them for first place. but because of my teachings, i was ready to do the damn thing. kind of a contridiction huh? anyways... they line us up in single file. no one wanted to be in the front so i took it upon myself to step up. the reffs begin to talk to us about the rules and how we should complie to them. we all agree to the rules. then they split the groups up into different rings to get the matches started. i dont remember much about the first fight that was before me. all i know was that the guy that won was pretty descent. my first match was next. my opponent to my memory was either a purpe or bluse belt. whatever the case, it was higher than mine. he was slightly shorter than me. so i self-conciously i thought to myself that this guy will probabaly be a huge problem because i thought he was faster than me. as i step in the ring as nervousness and timidness leaves immediatley. i cant really describe the feel that came over me. all i can say is that i felt strong, confident, comfortable, calm, focus. i no longer felt those butterflies. in the distance, i can hear my school shout out my name and encouraging me to win. i glance around trying to find my sensei to see if he was watching. there are people every where. crowds and crowds of parents, kids, and fighters. in the distance, the corner of my eye catches and glimpse of my sensie on the other side the old and dimly lit college basket ball gym. i pause for a second. the reff asks me if im ready. i quickly turn to face him and nod my head signifying that im ready. he asks my opponent if he is ready. he also nods. he brings us to the center and goes over the rules one last time and asks us do we both understand and comply to the rules? we both nod our heads yeah. we touch gloves... shake hands and give a friendly hug. FIGHT! that was the last thing i heard. every thing else... the crowds cheers... babies crying.... all of the noise just suddenly drowned out. i was zoned out. to my suprise, my oopponent was not nearly as skilled as i thought. just by lookin at his bounce, i could tell he was a bit sluggish. i look at is arms. they are stiff. and his head is revealed. he is not guarding his head to well. in an instant, i capitalize off of what i said and dash of to hit him with a back nuckle, which is merely me strecthing out my body as if i were about to fall over with my hands stretched out to hit him in his helmet. my hand connects with his head. yes! i got a point! i got my first point. now all i have to get is 4 more to win! we reset back in front of each other. pop! another point! now my adrenaline is rushing. i really feel that i can do this! bam! another point! i dont remember the rest of the match but all i know is that i won and that i had to fight one more time for the 1st place spot.
my final opponent was the guy from earlier that i said had some skill. our match begun. we start of trading and blocking each others kicks and punches. pop! i got him! im now ahead of him by one point. feeling real good, i start to get loose and try some fancy moves. my opponent got me in the corner of the ring and my only way out was doing an ariel kick. bam! i actually landed it. now im up three points! somewhere along the line he got two points. i cant remember how, but all i know is that they gave him one and i felt like the ref cheated me.
anyways..... some how further in the match he was up 4 to my 3 and was mad. they gave away my points that i clearly earned but didnt recieve. so trying to quickly catch up, i rush in for another back nuckle which ended in a clash between both of us attempting the same attack. it was a draw but inbetween that clash he kneed me in the groin. the pain was unbarable but i had to play it off or i woould loose. i began to bob up and down run away from him to buy some time. as i was running away in the match, my sensei pops up out of no where and and began chew me put. i told him that i kneed me in the groin. i looked in his eyes and saw how impatient he was as he responded i dont give a F#@$ you should of had on a cup! now go in there and end that sh%% and stop playin around. after he told me that, i took a deep breath... studied my opponent... lifted my front right and snapped it out and hit him in the head and won the fight 5 to his 4! I WON MY FIRST 1ST PLACE TROPHY!