Zach Stance"

A fighter stands his stance always ready, hands up, chin in, eyes forward and legs steady.. Confidence is obtained not from a skillset thats trained , but from the one his mind danes.. Bruised knuckles Swollen eyes are the remains, from fistacups its kinda insane..Memory lost to Blood clots , down to Collections of aches & pain is what you got. So protect your body always or you will be floored.. Hits are harder now then ever before.. but how can the fights end result be perceived from a judgement of someones opinions and more. knock them out and never keep score

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