I got my planning wrong this morning and missed training for the first time...Ill be honest I'm gutted...
Its got to that point where I look forward to the banter, new friendships and incessant build up to fight night, even Scott's horrible shorts stolen from Mini me from Gold member
I pack my bag the night before, go through the ball ache of rolling metres of hand wraps, triple check my head guard and gum shield are present, its all a ritual, like despite not being religious I follow a certain process or I'm not happy.
People who love and play sport tend to head towards superstitions, my own are fairly simple, drinks at certain times, listen to music, but when I was playing rugby regularly it was far worse, I used to stress if I forgot particular pants, and then one day some ones boot ripped them and my arse apart, it felt like the loss of an old friend, and the loss of the pants far exceeded the pain of a 4 inch cut across my arse! (The shower after that was horrific)
I intend to write certain things on my hand wraps on the night, and some I will never explain except to my wife , some will be obvious to most and refer to people who have passed and some I feel far deserved the shot at life that they got, I feel sometimes like I carried a burden when I was younger which made me the way I was, now I'm happy but this fight will put a few ghosts to rest for me. I'm sure I will be accused of making too much of what this fight is, a scrap between two blokes, but in order to step through some ropes it takes some nuts and I dare anyone reading this blog who thinks it is easy to step in and try it....and I'm happy to spar.
My life hasn't always been easy, but its far better than some, I believe you don't get a practice run at life, though this view will depend on your religious beliefs!
To the cause!!!!!!
I want to try and raise the profile of the thousands of unseen Londoners, the people with nothing, the people who don't sleep, don't eat, and beg for cash for drink to try and help them escape from the shitty reality of the life they are caught in, without charities like Broadway, who I will fight for there is no way out of the cycle for these guys and girls. If you have ever felt cold or lonely then you have to feel the way I feel, its easy to write everyone off as scammers but this is in fact a massive minority.
With all the charities out there today its easy to feel like everyone wants something, but there is no one reading this blog who hasn't seen a homeless person, or wondered what they do when it rains or snows. Any donation will help! And a deep heartfelt thanks to those who have already donated.
I've promised to train in my pants, or NUDE if it raises the money for the charity, my personal dignity next to raising money for the cause is irrelevant! Don't make me though!
Enough of me bleating along! Thanks for the amazing support, through donations, tickets, and just messages telling me to keep pushing on. I promise an explosive fight on the night. You have my word.
http://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/fundraiser-web/fundraiser/showFundraiserPage.action?userUrl=thebearboxes&faId=329837&isTeam=false
Thanks again everyone....
The Bear
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