Your first fight

i was at a tourney (martial arts) and i was so accustomed to straight muay thai that i thought training to defend against flashy spin kicks are a joke...well...first fight..bam..spin kick and i was doing the wobbly leg thing...the ref jumped in but that was straight up embarassing...lol

I was always in the same situation there is nothing worse than not knowing who you are going to fight, I mean not like it would make a difference but it's always better to know. Thats the only reason why I dont want to continue fighting amateur I dont like the pace, I dont like the styles and I just want to really fight not like in that amateur shit! Sorry all you amateur fighters out there no offense I just like pro fighting so much more.

jabsRstiff, good stuff you got there, I should debut in September, I should've debut in June but shit happened...now everything is fine...when I start fighting I'll let everyone know how I did.

It takes balls to fight amateur....bcause a lot of the times you have no clue who you're going to fight. I was only told to go to a gym/venue to fight most of the time, that was it. I remember always scanning the place, trying to figure out who I might fight.

I won a five round decision 49-41. I knocked my opponent down 5 times (twice in the fifth round). However he hit me with some good shots and I'm pretty sure that he landed a lot more than I did, but he just couldn't stay on his feet. I learned that I could take a pretty good punch and stay on my feet. The best moment of the fight was one time he hit me and dazed me and then starting landing a combination on me. He was definately scoring big, but then I hit him with one right hook and he was down. The crowd of like 20 went crazy.

I fought a kid at an outdoor show (Philadelphia), in June of '87. It was at 135lbs. I was pushing 6' (yeah, anorexic), & the kid I fought was a stocky bull-type. I couldn't miss him with my jab for the first two rounds. He made ZERO contact with me, until after I nailed him with what felt like a perfect bomb of a right at the end of the second. He barely moved & sunk a hefty shot into my gut. I have to admit, hitting him with that & getting nothing but blasted in return kinda shook me up. I don't know if it was nerves, the body shot...whatever, but I came out for the third totally spent....couldn't punch. Thank god I had good movement. He worked me over towards the end of the round (f*ckin' felt like an eternity).....but nothing significant got me. I won the decision, but felt bad inside....because I don't know what happened. I didn't get happy until I got home, where there was a party for me (combo fight & high school grad party) What stands out about it all, more than the fight...was how I felt walking to the ring. I must have had 25-30 friends, family, & gym-mates cheering for me. But I heard none of it, saw none of them. There was just this surreal feeling running thorugh me, & a real buzz in my head.

for my first fight i was fighting a guy who had like 5 fights so he had a bit experience one me, it was a very close fight in which i lost because i got 3 standing counts (allthough i was never shaken). in the last round he had me against the ropes, than i hit him flush under the chin with a left uppercut and he fell on me, (and he didnt even get a standing count) but i was to exhausted to finish him. it was i wild slugfest in which i lost by a small margin.

Noone has a story about their first fights? Anyone?