Boxing glossary
orthodox stance - the boxing stance with left arm leading.
jab - short and quick, whip like punch thrown with left
cross - powerful right hand punch, with whole body weight getting rotated into the punch.
dancing - quick footwork, with a slight jumping/hoping movement. Requires whole lot of stamina and cardio workout backing to do so.
gum sheild - the mouth guard that is used
sway back - taking a step back from a punch inorder to miss it.
RSC OC - referee stopped contest, Out classed
TKO - technical knock out
This is the recollection of my favorite fight, that took place on aug 14th 2011 which i won by a technical knockout on second round. I remember this fight to perfection, and would like to remember it forever by writing it down.
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The fixture came out, and my fight is bout number 40. The current fight that is going on is 29, so I have got atleast one hour to get ready. Im fighting from blue corner, so i got dressed and wrapped myself in sweat shirts and lower. I think every boxers hearts pound like a drum at this point. I started getting ready for the fight. I put on my fight shoes which takes atleast 10 mins to wear it properly. I took out my hand wraps and ab guard. There is still a lot of time to my fight, but im getting ready as early as possible.
Went to my coach, he said, you got enough time, and the opponent is not a well known fighter, so he just asked me to relax, breathe and get warmed up. The bout number now was 32, 8 more fights to go. I went away from main venue, drank some water, and tried to remember what all punch and combo's i have in my arsenal. I started to limber up slowly but in a steady pace from head to toe. Slight jogging, breathe excercises, everything i remembered i did it, still my mind was a scramble as Im not an experienced fighter yet. I spent almost 30 mins there, warming up and throwing punches at a slower pace. I did not throw every punches ive got, since i knew someone around is my opponent and i dont want him to know my capabilities. My friends rubbed my face with vaseline. They throw punches at me at a slower pace to work on my defense. Everything looks perfect on course. I started wrapping my hands, not so tight, but firm. Unlike wrapping for a practice or bag session, i dint wrap a lot around my knuckles, i wanted my opponent to get a feel of it.
Bout number 38, my coach's call came to me. They've issued my gloves and head guard. Its customary for a coach to pray with the boxer and help us wear the gloves and guard. He touched both gloves on my fore head and asked me to pray. Then he checked how good my hand wraps are, checked if i've worn ad guard, and then gave me the right hand glove and asked to wear it. I start from left to right usually during training, but i just followed my coaches orders. I got ready, he assigned two of my friends to my corner and gave them instructions. He then came to me and told me to throw longer jabs, and dont attempt for hooks in 1st round and always start jabbing with right guard up and never to attempt slip or duck on every punches. He also told me to cover as much ring as possible and dance occasionally and always throw the first punch. And to look towards him whenever the referee says stop.
My name got announced in the speaker system and its my turn now. I just walked towards the blue corner, coach just gave nod, Im getting tunnel vision. I was trying to remember everything and repeating them on my mind so that i wont forget in the excitement. My mind was like 'always keep the guard up, never get into a corner, dance around and keep away from his right' etc. Im not able to hear any sounds, the next thing i know, im inside the corner, facing the ref. He came to me and checked everything, and asked the seconds to clear the corner. He went to the red corner, checked him and then called me to the center of the ring to touch gloves. I put the most serious face Ive got, touched his gloves, went back to my corner. And then came the announcement.
BOUT NUMBER 40, LIGHT WELTERWEIGHT, FIRST ROUND *DING*
The sound of the ring bell really startles. And i rushed to the center of the ring, one thing i learned from sparring sessions with heavier partners at my place. Never get too close to the rope, especially on corners as its disaster. He too came out aggressively, first thing i noticed, he is taller than me but a lot thinner, which i liked. His guard is really close to his face, but his elbows are up, so if i get inside, i could attack his body. I disregarded coaches instruction to throw the first punch, and anticipated for him to throw. He plays more cautious than i thought, even after me got into his range, he did not throw any punch straight away. I just opened my left guard inorder to tantalize him, he saw an opportunity, and punched me. Left jab as expected, i rolled it but did not counter it as i did not know if he throws punched in bunches. That move proved good as he followed his first punch with a cross and i danced away from it too. And he kept his guard high. Now its my turn to do something. I feinted an attack he took atleast 2 steps back, and i saw my chance their as he was closer to the corner, i let go a flurry without any aim. The only thing i intended was speed and power and threw atleast 5 punches fast including hook. And ref screamed stop. I thought it would be a standing 8 count for him as all my punches landed on him, some on his guard, some on his body. But it was a warning for me. Improper left hook. From there the fight got intense.
I think, he expected a little more respect for him as i was shorter than him, seeing me attack and trying to get inside, he lost it and he started to punch without any aim whenever i came closer to his range. That made my life hard. Slipping does'nt work against a guy like this, sway back wont as he is taller than me, i will never find him in my range. I just moved around jabbing him, occasionally i got hit by his punches, but nothing devastating, and then came the ring bell marking the end of first round. I walked to my corner thinking everything i did were right. My seconds murdered me! for not throwing enough punches. They just kept on insulting, saying im fighting a kids fight, that too a losing one. Im not putting any show, so that the judge could give me some point. They enraged me. I looked towards the coach, he showed gestures to slip inside and add left uppercut to my combinations. Then came the bell for second round.
I was enraged and was out to prove a point. I did not wait him, i moved as fast as i could got out of my corner and flurried him with another combination. As before ref stopped it, and took my hand and warned me for improper left hook and deducted a point from me. Another shock, now i should not hit with left hook as it would potentially disqualify me. I became more conscious and tried to attack him and on my urgency, i did not care about my guard, he got me, landed a solid 1-2 on my face, and he did something and the next thing i remember, i was down on the canvas. I hoped it was not a knock out, thankfully it was not, his elbow caught me on my forehead and he pushed me down with his fore arm. Ref warned him, i was in huge relief. He came out strong after the warning and tried to hit me with 1-2. I swayed back the jab,slipped outside for the cross and let my left uppercut loose to his ribs,and followed it with a right cross and the right cross landed sweetly, he got an 8 count.
The ref directed me to neutral corner, i did not want to give him even a second more to regroup, i got their as fast as possible and looked towards my coach. He signaled me to come out of the corner with short steps. when ref looked at me, i appeared to be in the corner but i was already 5-6 feet out. He counted 8 and said box, and i was already in range to hit him again. He did not expected it, one tactic i perfected during practice. Another huge combination for me and his counter attack efforts were deemed foul and point deduction was given to him. That made me more arrogant. I started slipping and moved close range to him. I was getting hit on my guard and on my face, but i closed him to the corner, keeping my guard up, got him stuck there, and throwed 5-6 body uppercuts continuously, he had no answer to it. The ref stopped the fight. I was fearing for another improper left hook. He directed my opponent to his corner, and me to mine, and said to the judge panel.
RED CORNER, RSC OC
Man i was overjoyed. RSC OC in amateur boxing is the equivalent for TKO in professional. RSC OC means referee stopped contest, outclassed. I just went to a very happy corner, with cheering seconds, gave my glove and head guard there, came back to the center of the ring by the side of the ref. And the judge panel announcement came in the speaker system.
Bout number 40, WINNER IN THE BLUE CORNER *My Name*
One of the best days of my life. Hearing the crowd applaud for you, the sense of achievement is like an addiction to a drug..
