Divine Chaos (Part I)

What a weird weekend it has been. The only thing that was normal was that I studied 6 hours this weekend…that’s about it…

A Las Vegas entertainment promotion company called up my manager and offered to sponsor my bout in Las Vegas this coming August. He was going to make his way up to Toronto this weekend to meet with me and my team personally and to I guess see if we are worth his money. My manager filled me in on the details Thursday…told me he a millionaire owns a large share of the Red Rock Hotel & Casino down in Las Vegas…and he told me that he’s visiting this weekend and he’ll watch me train in the gym, so maximum intensity and I better have my game face on. It’s kind of hard to accomplish that when I’m injured to the point where every time I can’t throw my right hand without a feeling of sharp pain coming from my elbow. I really needed sponsors and I wasn’t going to succumb to the pain. But me being pessimist, I thought all this was too good to be true….

My trainers and I agreed that it was a good idea to take the rest of the week off to recover and hopefully be able to perform and surpass his standards to sponsor us. If I perform at my best when I’m healthy, I know for a fact that he’d be impressed. So here I am with a month to go from my fight in Las Vegas, and its not that I’m that I’m not ready, but it’s the fact that I’m not even close and yet…I’m taking a week off. So I’d thought I’d call up some old friends and catch up with them, so I called up Jill (not her real name) who I had met while I was had a boxing tournament in Kansas City many, many moons ago…she was the ring girl holding up the signs displaying which round it was during the time I was in the ring (a.k.a. just some eye candy for the fight fans who are presumably male). I caught up with her at the after party and by the end of the night we walked out like we’ve known each other for decades. I called her up for to have a drink…non –alcoholic for me of course since I’m getting my body and mind primed for the fight. Me and her are really close…she’s attractive of course being a ring girl, it’s pretty much embedded in the job description and she very well-spoken with a fun character. Reputation bleeds on every word but we don’t take it that way when we talk amongst ourselves or any of our friends…that way, we are comfortable talking about literally anything…as usual, I listened most of the time as she spoke about her recent outbreak of herpes that she hadn’t told anyone yet but she’s very regretful about it (Hope she doesn’t read about it). She was worried how her friends and others would treat or judge her if they found out and how detrimental it would impact on her reputation. I reassured her that if someone feels that they have never made a mistake in their life, then it means they had never tried a new thing in their life. I was reminded of what my friend would tell me when I’m down…and I recited it back to her “Fall in love or fall in hate...get inspired or be depressed....Ace a test or flunk a class...make babies or make art...speak the truth or lie and cheat...dance on tables or sit in the corner...life is divine chaos...embrace it...forgive yourself...breathe...And enjoy the ride...” By the end of the night, she was returned as the happy, fun girl again…even saw a smile out of her…its good to have you back Jill!

The next day had lunch with Pat. He’s always a funny guy and bunch of good laughs and good food. That night I was lying in bed when I got a call from him…his voice was flat out monotone…”My father has pancreatic cancer, so he’s on his way out,” he said, “It’s strange, but the first person I decided to call was you.” When I asked him how he felt about it…which was kind of a retarded question. He replied, “I’m not upset, but my mom was crying and it’s the first time I’ve ever seen her cry. Dad always wanted whiskey poured on his grave, so my brother said, ‘I just hope he doesn’t mind me filtering it through my bladder first.’ ” He laughed. I tried to force a chuckle out for his sake. The image of it wasn’t amusing to anyone who didn’t hate the guy.

Still more to come,
To be Continued...