Digital Vicious

Kid Vicious Sighting Caught on Tape!

2009-01-23T22:01:00.000-08:00

It's not fight footage, but hey... you gotta take what you can get.

Elmo is the man...

2008-11-13T21:02:00.000-08:00

Don't Sleep on Petrosyan

2008-11-10T17:47:00.000-08:00

As soon as I saw this match-up I saw this outcome in my magic ball. If you don't know... now you know.

Giorgio Petrosyan vs Naruepol
Uploaded by sandjora

"Wazaaap" Guys Back in Action...

2008-10-28T10:52:00.000-07:00

The Budweiser "waaazaaap" guys still at it....

Fight Pics: Chike vs Bryce

2008-10-26T15:34:00.000-07:00

Read the full fight recap here.

No More China

2008-10-23T06:35:00.000-07:00

China fight's out for me.

Terry Tate is the man

2008-10-21T13:14:00.000-07:00

...watch the whole thing. especially the very end.

Matt Damon is the man

2008-10-10T07:29:00.000-07:00

I know this is old news, but I was trying to not be too political before I finally cracked. This is just too good.

Matt Damon vs Sarah Palin
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Fighting Again: time to show up

2008-10-02T15:00:00.000-07:00

"I just show up.": It's the motto I use to sum up my doctrine of pre-fight reconnaissance. It's not at all unusual for me to not know much about my upcoming fights, but this time... i've outdone myself. My next fight will be in China... somewhere close to Beijing... or maybe in Beijing. It will be in the middle of November... sometime around the 17th or 16th. My opponent will probably be Chinese... that's just an assumption though: there are no facts to base that on. I don't have a fight poster. (that's why you see a generic picture that's only relevant because it has something to do with China.) I don't know who the promoter is (maybe the trainer of the guy I fought last time?) and I have no clue what the venue is. ....nice

An educator once more...

2008-10-01T17:15:00.000-07:00

Khunpon's new gym, Bangkok Boxing, will be open starting next Tuesday (10/7/08). Muay Thai class will be 5:30 pm and 6:30 pm and the first few weeks will be free of charge. The gym is located inside the Adrenaline Fitness health club.

Adrenaline Wellness Center
5251 Peachtree Industrial Blvd
Atlanta, GA 30341
(770) 458-3859

Email Bangkokboxing@gmail.com for more info.

Throughout my years in Muay Thai I've strongly come to believe in the power of martial arts as a fight sport and the profound effect it has on people's perceptions on themselves, their world around them and their place in it. Even so... in the last couple months I gotta admit I was really enjoying not having anything to do with that process and letting nature work it out. But it looks like i'm teaching again so... i'm back bitches. ...at least i'm back after I can't drag my feet about getting on the schedule any more.

Usain Bolt is the man

2008-09-30T11:46:00.000-07:00

I actually never saw his performance in the games, but I ran across this re-enactment when trying to catch what I missed. I think it might be fairly accurate.

NY Fight Canceled

2008-09-30T07:23:00.000-07:00

My next fight was supposed to be this Thursday against Ra'Karma in NY, but that's not happening. Ra'Karma pulled out and they couldn't find a replacement in time...

Fight Pics: Chike vs Kang

2008-09-25T06:38:00.000-07:00

Read the full recap here

Addicted to Punishment

2008-09-15T17:03:00.000-07:00

I'm back at it. Finally I'm fighting in NY again where the crowd actually knows enough to not boo me when I score a beautiful throw. (Yes I'm still bitter... I'll never forgive those hicks from San Bernardino for that) I'll fight Ra'Karma Young at the Roseland Ballroom in NY, NY. Click on the pic of the poster and see it all up close and personal to get more info.

Kang and Chike: Battle in the armpit of Cali

2008-09-09T09:13:00.000-07:00

Ok I finally got in gear and got going on this thing. So lets find out what happens when destinies collide and a tale of souls and gloves is weaved and eternally retold on the canvas within the square circle. (over top, huh? ..just a little?) Side note: The area was San Bernardino. If any of you ever get the chance to go there, slap the guy that suggested it. Moving on..

Kang En vs. Chike Lindsay-Ajudua: September 4th 2008 - San Manuel Casino, California.

So who's Kang En?

Kang's a veteran southpaw fighter based out of China. He's fought on K-1 K h an on several occasions and in the K-1 World Max in 2004. Kang actually beat Kognapa (a legendary fighter from Thailand) for the IKKC MT International Welterweight Title on Jan 15th, 2008. In that fight he pulled out a skillful come-from-behind victory that left Kognapa cut and bloodied, and forced a doctor stoppage in the later rounds.

On to the fight...

"Blue corner. Stand by." The final seconds of the last round tick down for the fight right before mine as I do my last bit of stretching. Khunpon walks over to place the monkon on my head. Before walking away he tells me to keep my hips down low in the clinch and sit my weight down. Of course I don't know anything about Kang at this point, but when he said that it hit me like a ton of light bulbs. A muay thai fighter coming out of China... I'll bet my favorite testicle that his style has a root in San Shou. That means look out for lots of sweeps, lots of throws, lots of trips. (that explains all the loud thuds and crashes I heard when he fought James Martinez while I was warming up for my fight with Bryce.) "Blue corner. You're up."

Round 1: I step in with a good jab to set the tempo. Kang immediately slides backwards with his right held low. "...Huh.. Let's see what happens with a double jab." Same thing... slides back with the hand low, but not too far away... just enough to make the punch barely miss or barely graze. We keep mixing it up with more techniques, but i feel myself not exploding the way I'd like to. Next time I step in with a jab he goes for a quick counter right hook. "so that's his game with that movement off my jab." Trick tricky. We clinch up and he immediately hip tosses me, ending up on the floor on top of me in head and scarf position. (Looks like I get to keep my favorite testicle... he's definitely a san shou guy.) Once we get back to our feet I know I need to throw him a lot so that the fight doesn't look lopsided in his favor in any respect. A few moments later I answer back with a throw of my own. The round gets punctuated with a hard right kick landed to the midsection of Kang as he steps in on me. The way that kick felt and the markings it left on his body let me know that I had a good chance to finish him in this way.

Round 2: I continue to be the aggressor in this round as Kang is content with hanging back to lean away and pot shot my with that right hook when I try to use my left hand. At this point the ring is starting to feel a little slick to me. I know I can catch him if I double and triple up on my jab before I finish with my combinations. I also know that as I step in with more than one jab I run the risk of him timing my with a counter right hook. I need to be able to step in with one or two jabs and step back out if he throws, and with the slickness of the mat I can feel myself continue to slide forward even after I'm done when I throw multiple jabs. I just can't risk it. I have to rely on the single jab and throwing my shots more one at a time. We continue to trade shots and slams. As the round creeps to a close Kang starts to find a home for his left low kick and begins to get the timing of my one-at-a-time strikes. Too little too late though and the round closes out with me ahead 2 rounds to none, but i don't like how close it is at this point.

Round 3: Kang starts stepping it up. He's moving forward and striking more confidently as he keeps finding a home for his left low kick. The shots don't affect me that much, but it's still not a good enough excuse for the lacking defense. (especially since my leg hurt like a b*!tch a few hours later when the adrenaline wore off.) I start firing back low kicks in retaliation. BOOM. He stumbles backwards as his body lurches forward: both legs almost knocked out from under him with every shot. Even so, he's outworking me and he seems to be finding it easier to see my one by one shots coming. (especially since I'm loading up with every right kick I throw to try to kick him in half) On top of that he's getting more and more confident with his counter right hook and he's using his push kick well to stop me as I advance forward. He's back in the fight when just a few rounds ago i was sure I could make quick work of him. The round finishes out and it goes to Kang.

I'm up 2-1. As I step out from my corner Khunpon's last words are fresh in my mind. "You win this round and you've got the whole thing." He's right... all I need is 3 rounds in the bank for a win, but I don't really care. All I care about is how confident he looked in the last round and how much I wasn't feelin' that. I don't want to out-point him.. I want to take that confidence away.

Round 4: I start pressing forward more and more. He stands his ground and keeps going for the counter right hook. I start leading almost exclusively with the cross making that counter much less useful. After I catch him one or two good times with hard right hands he takes more care to move his head farther while throwing punches. My constant pressure and his conviction to stand his ground means that we're constantly ending up in the clinch after every exchange where we continue to trade throws just as before. We clinch up again and I see too much bodyweight on his right hand side... looks kinda like he's thinking about stepping across with his left leg and scoring another hip toss. "Gotta get there first." I toss him halfway across the ring and the crowd starts booing me. "what the hell is wrong with these drunk bastards? They love it when he throws me..." Every time he throws or trips me he lands on the floor with me, but when I throw him I do it thai style and remain on my feet. He ends up having to pick himself up from the floor twice as much as I do and looks more and more drained each time he has to rise to his feet. I feed off of that lack of energy and overtly show how much gas I have left: bouncing on my toes as the ref breaks us apart and relentlessly moving forward with energy at every opportunity. He keeps landing his push kick well to try to keep me back but I step back in every time after getting pushed back. As the round comes to a close it's apparent that his confidence isn't gone, but it's not half as high as it was before and I've taken back control of the flow of the fight.

Round 5: I keep the momentum going from the last round with constant pressure. My shots aren't set up particularly well or put together in very artful combinations, but the constant pressure is enough to make them successful. He continues to use his push kick well to keep me back. I step back in on him immediately after getting pushed back, and when he steps in on me I retaliate with my own push kick. Early in the round I let him step into a right leg push kick. He tries to catch my foot, but his face gives away pain as I find myself easily wrestling my foot out of his gloves. For the rest of the round I continue the pressure tactics with a greater emphasis on landing to the body. Towards the end of the round he goes down from a body shot. He's back up after eight, and we continue as before. I press him back into the ropes and catch him anticipating a right round kick. As he picks his shin up to check the kick and turtles up to brace for impact, I slide forward and around him. The moment his shin starts to come down, and his guard starts to loosen I shoot a right hand into his gut. He sinks to the canvas instantly. The ref starts counting and I head to a neutral corner ready to come back out swinging. He gets on 4 or 5 and my opponent's still curled up on the floor, grimacing and holding his stomach. Ref waves it off.

5th round TKO at 2'30" for the blue corner. I remember somebody telling me this was supposed to be an easy fight. Probably the same jerk who told me I'd be better off if I went to GA Tech. I go over and show my respect to Kang and his corner for a good tough fight after the doctor confirms he's fine.

Whats next...

So I'm still in the ring taking some post fight pictures and Dennis Warner comes over to congratulate me. As he does, Khunpon's there saying the next one's gotta be at 154. Music to my ears (they made me cut to 147 for this one). Dennis immediately says he agrees 154 is better... which means I guess all that speculation about facing Kongnapa just went right out the window. Which also means there was no reason I couldn't have pushed harder for a catch-weight at 150 to avoid me halfway killing myself in a semi-rural California parking lot with a sauna suit in 90+ degree weather. Oh well.. at least it was a nice parking lot. (it wasn't) Anyway I've heard rumblings about a much bigger fight, against a much stronger and younger Thai fighter than Kongnapa. ...For a really shiny belt. We'll see...

See more photos from the fight here

Best Musical Performance. Period.

2008-08-26T12:50:00.000-07:00

K-Ci and Jo Jo in their finest hour. Watch what happens at 1:50 of the clip. ...best thing i've ever seen.

Late submission to entrance music poll

2008-08-19T12:23:00.000-07:00

One more candidate for possible entrance music for my upcoming fight. I can't change the actual poll on the side though, so I guess you can listen and then vote for the next best thing while you sigh and wonder what could have been.

Skyzoo - The Necessary Evils

Take the back way home instead of walking down Sesame Street.

2008-08-19T06:48:00.000-07:00

When you think about it... Sesame street was in the heart of an inner city. They had that cracked out cookie monster and a dude that lived in a trash can. Elmo giggles and laughs so much you can't tell me he doesn't have an LSD habit. ...And then there was that episode when big bird and his crew were on the corner shootin dice for like half the show. Maybe I made up that last part, but even so... In hindsight this video shouldn't be surprising...

Entrance Music

2008-08-16T14:53:00.000-07:00

Ok so I got three songs i'm considering as my entrance music. First one I really like and would be something more like what you'ld expect me to come out to... but the other two might make make me stand out more by throwing everybody a curve ball. (I'll probably cut out some of the intro of the last song if I chose it.) Tell me what you think on the poll to the side.

Ali Vegas - the Future

Casa De Leones - No Te Veo

Panjabi MC - Jogi

Back at it again

2008-08-16T14:05:00.000-07:00

September 4th 2008 I'm back up to my old tricks again. Next fight is another one for Dennis Warner. This time it'll be in California against Kang En. Kang also fought on the same card I did last month in Vegas and beat out the American contestant from the Contender Asia series that comes on VS.

...looks like this time none of us that aren't the main event were important enough to make it on the poster. Actually works out good for me cause I have a sneaky suspicion they'd try to use that god-awful picture that was on the poster of my last fight.

The Emperor Strikes Back

2008-08-05T09:50:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite fighters of all time came out of retirement to fight on the 25th (the day before my last fight.) The Numsaknoi "the Emperor" is a legend and a fighter with elite skill in all weapons: hard kicks so relaxed they don't look like they would even hurt, punching that earned him the PABA boxing title, and elbows and knees that stopped plenty of opponents. enjoy

Bernueng vs Namsaknoy Part 1

Bernueng vs Namsaknoy Part 2

Chike and Bryce: More tales from the square circle

2008-07-28T10:54:00.000-07:00

Ok gather 'round children... it's story time again. Bryce Krause vs Chike Lindsay-Ajudua: July 26, 2008 - Las Vegas.

So who's Bryce Krause?

Bryce is an undefeated fighter from Irvine, CA with a total of about 34 straight wins under his belt. As usual I went in knowing next to nothing about him, but even if you don't request it there's always gonna be someone at the fight or going to the fight who'll want to tell you about the guy. So I'm sitting in my room getting ready to go to the weigh in the day before the fight, and this fighter named Jack Thames is there chillin with me and Khunpon. He asks me who I'm fighting... I tell him his name. "Ohhh.. Bryce. I fought that guy. I was winning the fight... Then in the third round I throw a jab and he slaps it down and hits me with some crazy combo. After I get hit with one of the punches in the combo I ducked down a little and he finished off the combo with a knee that caught me right on the jaw. After that the ref stopped it." After that he tried to convince me that it wasn't that big a deal, but lets face it... that sounds pretty cool. (How come none of my knockouts sound that cool?)

Back to Basics...

At the weigh-ins I see this guy that I always see at my fights who does reporting on Muay Thai across the country. (I can't come close to remembering his name) He asks me if I've been been working on my inside game. "???" If you know me, then you know how silly that sounds, but I understood why he said it. "My last couple of fights I wanted to show off my outside game more so I tried to avoid the clinch a little" He goes on to say that while that may be so, he sees more fights end from knees than anything else. I take a moment and realize that when I let myself go in the clinch people don't really tend to clinch with me as long and I still get to show off my outside game. Besides, I remember hearing so much positive stuff about my knees and clinch from all the guys who remember seeing me fight in New York. Why not take it back old school?

On to the fight...

Bryce goes out to the ring first. As I do some final stretches while I wait for them to call me out, I hear the crowd welcome him. Man they really like this guy.. or maybe they're just a really friendly crowd. My turn. I get out there and they cheer.. kind of... nothing like for Bryce though. I get in the ring and I hear a couple people scream "Get him Bryce!" I guess they're not THAT friendly. More fanfare comes our way: "KICK HIS ASSS BRYCE!!!!" That's ok guy, you'll love me too when this is over... just watch...

Round 1: I don't like to work behind my opponent; I always start first. So I step in with a good quick jab. He immediately counters with a right low kick. "ok fine... we're gonna play that game." I hear khunpon's words of wisdom from the corner "watch out for that" ....yea i can see that now. No worries. My knee wasn't turned in with the jab so a couple of those weren't going to kill me. But now I know I need to be tricker with my timing to avoid more. I start making subtle adjustments to my footwork to make him want to jump the gun with the counter from now on. Quick switch kick up top comes my way. I move out of the way. CHOP. CHOP. I sink in two hard right low kicks before he can get his left leg back in position. I keep pressing the action with jabs and feints. He tries to battle back with low kicks but I keep him off balance enough to time it wrong and I make him miss almost every time. I step in with a quick one-two. Contact doesn't feel that great.. kind of like I grazed him with both punches. But when I look in his eyes I see a wide-eyed twinkle. "This doesn't look like the face of a fighter who's feeling so hot... I better investigate" I step in with a quick one-two uppercut and he starts covering up while shrinking back into the corner. Time to jump on him. I continue with a volley of sharp punches until he drops to the canvas. He's back up after eight. As I step forward back on him I can tell he isn't badly hurt: legs aren't wobbly and I know that he knows where he is. But I also know he's a little freaked out about the punching... that fact alone is reason enough for it to work again. I press him a little harder and in a few moments get him in the same situation: back against the ropes covering up against an assault of punches. He starts bending all the way over while covering up, but he doesn't want to go down this time. I help him along with a left knee to his face. His gloves were tightly up so it didn't smash him, but it was enough to take him off his feet. Another eight count and we're back to play out the final seconds of the round with me stepping forward and maintaining my level of aggressiveness. Right before the bell sounds he sends an elbow from hell wizzing right past my ear. Man, it must of sucked for him the moment he felt it miss his target. I can empathize, but lets be real... I kinda prefer the way it played out.

Round 2: Now we're in the situation I like. He's gotta adjust what I've done so far, and all I have to do is make sure that doesn't work either to totally eat his heart. So I press him the same as before: fighting from the outside with mostly sharp kicking and punching. Now he starts closing the distance to not have to deal with my outside game. We clinch up and I hit him with a monster swing knee. Perfect contact on the left side of his ribs. He didn't make a sound and he didn't show pain, but I could feel his soul shake. I keep going for the spot but he covers that side up hard. His hands drift down dangerously low and I hear my corner screaming for me to hit him with an elbow. I see the opening for a left elbow to his jaw, but I also saw a hole for my left knee to his gut. The way I had him tied up.. if I went for the left elbow and he didn't go down he'd slip away and i'd have to clinch him all over again to get the situation back. If I went for the knee and he didn't go down I could keep a hold of him and continue with a number of things... including the left elbow. That settles it.. a knee in the hand is worth two elbows in the bush. I shoot the knee and he sinks to the canvas immediately. We continue our dance after the eight count with pretty much the same grooves: I stalk him from the outside while he keeps trying to find a home for the counter right low kick. Either he starts adjusting his footwork or I start getting a little anxious to finish him because my range doesn't feel as good as it did before and now I start throwing some punches from a little too far away. He doesn't counter me very much though, and by this point I think he's so tense and uncomfortable that his punches had no sting anymore, cause when I do get hit it feels light. I start going a little more to the body with push kicks and right hands to keep working on the spot I got with the knee that dropped him. We eventually clinch up again and I find that same whole with my left knee. This knee sinks in his gut way deeper this time... felt like it almost went halfway through his back. I go to the neutral corner and while the ref's back is turned I start creeping closer and closer. "When he gets up, I finish him right away" But he's taking a long time to get up. Ref is on 7 or 8 and he's on his knees looking at me. Then the ref waves his hand and calls it off. "I can't believe I get payed for this shit."

TKO win at 2'59'' of the second round for the red corner. I raise my hand to the crowd and they're loving me. I have a sneaky suspicion that "kick his ass" guy might have changed his mind too. I turn to khunpon and give him the -so what do you think?- look. When I turn back around Bryce is bowing to me on his knees. (it's a buddhist thing and invariably a muay thai thing. It's called touching your 5 parts i.e., knees head and hands, and its the highest sign of respect when you bow.) He was a great competitor and a great sportsman. I figure there was no reason he didn't deserve the same treatment from me, so I get down and bow the same way to him.

A glimpse of the future...

I signed a 3 fight contract with Dennis Warner. The day after the fight Dennis Warner, Khunpon, Kongnapa and I all have a sit-down. The next fight they want me to be 147. they said there's nobody left at 155. bullshit. Then they talk to Kongnapa... they want him to fight the guy who won the co-main event of the night, Micheal Mananquil. (They both fight at 147) I think Kongnapa can beat the guy. I can also connect the dots...

See more photos from the fight here

Updates...

2008-07-28T06:11:00.000-07:00

Some of you may be wondering why it's been so long since the site's been updated. You disgust me. If you were paying any attention at all, you would have known that I fought this weekend. Now think about what you've done while i get some rest. ...i'll tell you about the fight soon.

I'm sorry for finding this funny

2008-07-22T07:09:00.000-07:00

I understand that what transpires in this video is wrong, but I can't help but be a little bit amused and amazed. ..I'm sorry

More action

2008-07-21T13:08:00.000-07:00

Very good fight. Check it out.

4th July 2008 Lumpini
Panomrunglek Kiatmuu 9 vs Nongnaen Kiatprathum

Cause live violence is better than internet violence...

2008-07-17T07:06:00.000-07:00

If you know anything about the fight scene in GA you know that in the last couple of years most of the fights in the metro Atlanta area have been exported to country western nightclubs and other venues where cowboy hats and confederate flags are commonplace. Finally we have a break in the cycle. Bangkok Fight promotions is hosting a fight card downtown at Center Stage (the old Earthlink live venue) with tons of talented fighters on the card including Knuckle Up Woodstock Muay Thai instructor: Warren Thompson vs Unit 2 Muay Thai Instructor: Hugh Harris. Also in the lineup is Knuckle Up Sandy Springs Muay Thai Instructor: Matt Callahan vs seasoned veteran Kevin Brooks.

The fights will be headlined with a grudge rematch in the third installment of Knuckle Up Sandy Springs Muay Thai instructor: Phillip Botha vs the LA Boxing Muay Thai instructor: Harris Norwood. The two met twice before in the Shidokan competition. In fight 1 Botha received a tasty injury in the form of a hole just under his bottom lip by way of the bareknuckle round. Norwood went on to win that encounter in the final round by TKO. In their second encounter it was Norwood that suffered the injury-- this time a broken wrist. Botha went on to win that encounter by TKO. With one TKO win each, both fighters will be looking to make a statement with this final encounter. ...plus they're both a little crazy so this fight's not gonna be one to sleep on.

Come check out the fights. A map showing center stage is below and Tickets are available at ticketmaster. Plus, since the fights are happening in actual civilization you can bet there will be an afterparty in town. Unfortunately I won't be fighting that night. My upcoming fight is only four days before this one so I have to focus my efforts on that, but I will definitely be there to show MY support. ...what about you guys, huh?

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You guys need more sensory stimulation

2008-07-15T20:50:00.000-07:00

An oldie but a goodie. Samart (one of the best thai fighters of all time) vs Panomtoanlek. This is one of the most beautiful yet ugly ass beatings I've seen. enjoy...

I don't know if this one needs a title; the picture kinda spells it out...

2008-07-11T20:42:00.000-07:00

A shrill beep resonates in the air as I pound in another kick. "30 seconds left. almost done" I keep digging in to the heavy bag as I see a figure meander across the mat from the corner of my eye, but it's something I quickly dismiss as I continue with the training required to prepare me for my next fight. The next bell goes off signifying the round's end. The brief moments between this round's end and the next one's start is the time I use to get my gloves back on for a couple more full muay thai rounds. This brief moment is also the time that the figure choses to speak. "This is going to sound silly but, it's been along time since I did this and I actually forgot how to punch the heavy bag." riiiight. Cause I'm obviously just dicking around here, trying to kill time until i find something better to do. But I'm a nice guy so I tell him, "Sure, just wait till I'm done." I only had two more rounds after all. Another beep and its go time. I continue my training: crashing every one of my weapons into the bag. As the round comes to a close I immediately start doing my squats as I wait for my final round. I hear muttering and babbling made inaudible and otherwise incoherent by the sound of my breathing and my mind not being in a state to want to hear words. "One more round" the muttering tries to talk over me as if this were some kind of conversational battle of attrition this guy might be able to win. "One more round!" I make out the last three things he said: "blah", "blabbady", and "thanks anyway". Are you serious? This guy's so important he can't wait 3 more minutes? I finish out my round happy that he left (mostly cause I still had weight training to do and it was nice not running the risk of getting cold before I did it).

But I found this guy unbelievable. What kind of line was that he tried to feed me, and does that actually work? Maybe I should go to Wall street and try it. "It's been a long time since I did this and I actually forgot how to buy and sell stocks. Could one of you guys just refresh my memory." I know I get punched in the face pretty often, but do I really look so stupid that I can't tell when someone's trying to con me into a free one on one lesson? I've noticed the emergence of patrons like this (i.e., douche bags) in our cardio sector of the gym has become more prevalent. When I have to do heavy bag work next to these people nowadays they walk in your way and dare you to hit them. In the past people used to recognize when someone was training to fight for their gym and feel a sense of solidarity in the team they were are part as a member. Now everybody's personal workout (that they don't really take very seriously anyway) is more important than anything a fighter has to do. Maybe in a time of economic recession normal people just run outside while only douche bags remain at gyms primarily for fitness. ...or maybe its just the gym I train at.

Because I'm the coolest that's why...

2008-07-10T10:47:00.000-07:00

Nas released a free mixtape called the N*gger Tape and you never would have known about it if it wasn't for me. Check it out. This is the mixtape before the album (originally entitled N*gger, now untitled) set to drop July 15th. If you're in the mood for some hip-hop that doesn't come prepackaged with its own dance, and has lyrics that go slightly deeper than rims, hoes, and Chevys with butterfly doors then check it out. Also, below there are couple of tracks off of the tape that you can listen to with no strings attached. (I get it... it's hard to commit straight away. I understand you guys: I share your struggle)

...now you owe me ...every last one of you. (I'll let you pay me back later)

Nas - Slave and Master

Nas (Feat. Keri Hilson) - Hero

Nak Muay's of the animal kingdom

2008-07-09T21:31:00.000-07:00

You always hear all this talk about "boxing kangaroos" so it's easy to dismiss it. But no lie...kangaroos have mad skill and below is the proof. Another thing too is that kangaroos kick so much that it's not even western boxing that you can call what they do: It's much more like muay thai. Check the technique... especially the way he sets up the dude with the double fisted jab, then fakes high with it to set up the double push kick to the body at 1:01 in the clip. That is one extremely gifted animal. This little guy needs a sponsor and a 5 fight contract.

Cause it's about time you guys saw some actual violence

2008-07-09T13:42:00.000-07:00

It's that time again... The K-1 World Max tournament finals are underway and are turning out pretty gay so far. It's usually an 8 man tournament, but this year its been chopped into two parts (the second part will be in October). Two of my favorite fighters got knocked out and pretty boy Masato skates through with a win that he made look easy. So essentially its gone from an 8 man tournament on one night filled with drama, to two separate 4 man tournaments with at least one night of disappointments. One of the fighters I like a lot did do well, however, so you might as well see it. I'm a big fan of Kyshenko's style and something about his body type and movement remind me a little of Thomas Mealer --one of my students. enjoy.

Artur Kyshenko Vs. Yasuhiro Kido
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What's next...

2008-07-08T19:57:00.000-07:00

Ok, so usually I don't know jack shizzle about my upcoming fights until I get there. I keep myself focused on the actual fight at hand by not letting myself get bogged down with the logistics, and I keep my mind willing to adapt and free from assumptions by not getting bogged down with the specifics of my opponent's style."See things for what they are and not for what they should be." - Grand Master Fagn 2002. But now that this blog is out there it doesn't make a whole lot of sense to not post something about it. Besides, its probably a good idea to keep things as documented as possible after what happened with my last fight. So anyway... here we go. (FYI: this is probably just gonna degenerate into me reading what I see off of the poster and relaying it back to you guys verbatim)

My next fight will be on the 26th of this month in Vegas at the Las Vegas Hilton, apparently. ...My opponent's name seems to be Bryce Krauss. It's promoted by Denis Warner and its going to be full muay thai rules. *what else do you people want from me?* ...Doors open at 7:30...

Honestly, half the time I only find out my opponent's name after the fight. (word of advice: if you follow my method don't ASK the guy his name after the fight... especially if you win. makes you look like the hugest douche bag and you'll never have time to explain)

If anybody's planning to be in Vegas (or if you really DO want to see me fight and are willing to take a trip to see me.... ) Feel free to come out and show your support. I wouldn't mind seeing some familiar faces willing to buy me alcohol after my fight. Any other info you need, you can get it from the poster, cause as of now... i guarantee you I don't know. The most important thing you can get from the poster, however, is a lesson that can be learned from looking closely at the picture of me: Don't ever let Khunpon take your fight poster picture in a spare room of his house at 11:00pm with his wife's camera. ...No matter how cool he tells you it will look.

HA! Sweet Validation!!

2008-07-07T07:44:00.000-07:00

For those who know me, you know that I've never liked Masato (pretty boy and 2003 K-1 Max Champion). I'm man enough to admit that he's got some skill. ...but I hate so much more about him that I can find to appreciate about him. For everyone that fought me constantly about this and everyone that insisted that my dislike was unwarranted (Hey Paul, how's it going?) I submit exhibit A.

... and THAT's what it tastes like when you get served!

First thing's First... what happened with Matee in Fresno?

2008-07-05T17:40:00.000-07:00

5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1. Are you ready? Too bad; you should have thought about doing that before we left. Now we're in my world again. Let me tell you the tale of Matee "Dragon Leg" Jedeepitak vs. Chike Lindsay-Ajudua for the IMTO superwelterweight world title.

"Wow, what a nice picture of you Chike" I know. It's easy to find a good picture of me when all black people look the same. *awkward silence* (I can feel eyes longing to make the moment less weird... not happening buddy.) No, that's not me in the picture. To find out why, we travel back to San Fransisco.

The year was 2007. The opponent, Kevin Ross. Apparently the doctor I gave my forms to in order to get my medical stuff for the fight thought that my cholesterol level was what the California State Athletic Commission really needed to know about to determine whether it was acceptable to let me fight. aids? hepatitis? who cares... long story short: the fight didn't happen. After the fights I see my trainer, Khunpon, sitting with this guy named B Jon looking at the poster you see now. "Matee to fight this guy? My guy just beat him." My fight right before that one had been with Mukai Maromo (the guy on the poster). I won a decision against him. It was closer than I would have liked. He was one tough dude. ...very skilled too. So i don't know what the official story was, but through some shady shit B John replaced Mukai with me because I was a cheaper plane ticket and because I already had most of my medical stuff taken care of for the San Fran fight that never happened.

So who's Matee?

So Matee is a bad ass. I'm not going to beat around the bush about it. He's a legend in the sport with close to 200 fights on his record and in his prime was one of the superstars of Lumpinee stadium. One nice thing was to find out was that he actually won this IMTO world title just the year before we fought by beating dutch fighter, Youseff Ahknikh. That lets me know that he still had skills and wasn't totally out of practice. (Youseff actually fought Buakaw too, so that guy's not exactly a total bum either.)

On to the fight...

This was pretty interesting. I was flown out to lose. Everyone knows it. My trainer told me that win or lose this would be a great fight for me because of the caliber of opponent: the experience I would gain from fighting someone with that much skill would be invaluable and the recognition I could get from just doing well could make me more visible in the fight world. So for most of the time that I thought about the fight, I thought about doing my best. 30 min before the fight I changed my mind. I said "fuck my best... i'm gonna win."

Round 1: I know that Thais usually start slow. If you go apeshit within reason (not actually apeshit, just the pace you would go in rounds 2 or 3) you generally have a chance of taking them out of their comfort zone and doing better against them than you should. I kept my movement but I didn't really start too fast. A part of me didn't want to take advantage of winning that way even though it's not really a dirty strategy. Matee's nickname is "Dragon Leg" for his powerful and fast kicks --especially his left kick. I knew my best bet would be to use fast straight punching and push kicks to keep him in a bad place. First round was a close feeling out round with me asserting myself as the puncher and him as the kicker. The only dramatic action was one brief moment where we played a game of chicken. His left kick vs. my straight right hand. I got there first and sent him halfway across the ring since he was on one leg. The contact felt so good I thought for sure he'd be cross eyed. I step forward ready to jump on him, look in his eyes, and see nothing. No cloudiness, no dizziness, no nothing. He look like I just gave him shrimp puff instead of a punch. Cool. Better this way. He'll pick up the pace and then we can get into this with nobody getting caught sleeping.

Round 2: Another close round. same thing, faster pace. I punch while he kicks. My straight punching slips through, while I manage to block most of his kicks. I make him miss about 2 kicks and he starts faking high to score low. Good shit. He really sold it... made it hard to read what was really going where. But I hit him a little more than he hit me and I narrowly win that round.

Round 3: Very similar to round two. At one point I sink a hard right kick on him that I can tell hurt him. One thing to note is he kept switching from southpaw to orthodox. I suspect he came into the fight with his left leg a little hurt and switched to try to avoid the having to throw the left nonstop. I only landed that kick so cleanly because I caught him switching to orthodox. Another thing to note is that he did throw the left kick a shit ton and he was throwing so many elbows on me I thought I was in a 90s rap video. Made me feel proud. Like he felt like he couldn't hold anything back while we were fighting.

Round 4: Matee was the star this round. It was fairly close. He starts taking more advantage of making his low kicks look high. I throw a push kick recklessly and not as sharp as i could. He grabs it and pushes me backward off balance. As I start hopping backward off balance he sinks a flying knee in my stomach. It looked picture perfect and I went through the ropes a little. Kind of embarrassing. I get up and immediately we play another game of chicken: my high kick vs. his low kick. surprise, surprise. it works out better for him and I get swept big time. Bell rings. "Ok, i'm up 3 to 1. just gotta fight hard the last round and win it so I don't fall victim to a home town decision." (It wasn't really his home town, but they loved him in Fresno so much it might as well have been.)

Round 5: Again I'm sticking to fast straight punching and push kicks to keep him in a bad place. Matee's sticking hard and fast to that left kick and left elbow. ...so many elbows. This round I shine. In close I land a short left hook. Contact feels great, but it felt great in the first round too. I see him stumble. "Off balance, he'll catch himself." He hits the floor. "He's fine he'll just pop back up un-phased and it won't even be a knockdown cause of the warrior spirit rule." I look in his eyes and he looks confused. "holy shit." I run to the neutral corner and see Matee rise to obviously wobbly legs. Fight continues after eight. He goes back to elbows a ton. I'm moving and throwing and covering up defending the monster elbows. After a while I'm thinking, "that's probably gonna be the elbow that breaks the camels back. How about I throw that hook again to back him off." He drops again. tenderrrr. The round coasts out and I start dong the math; Rounds 1 through 3: narrow wins -- three 10-9 rounds, Round 4: lost it 10-9 (hometown might make it 10-8), Round 5: won it 10-8. holy shit. I just beat Matee for a world title. It felt like a crazy dream. It feels even more like a crazy dream several months later when there is absolutely no word on the internet about the fight even taking place, and there is no video of the fight except some amateur footage of a few select fighters taken by loved ones and friends.

They bring us to the center, and call out my name as the winner. Then they put the most beautiful belt I've ever seen around my waist. (Zoom in on the picture and you might learn how to love again too.) We take a couple pics and then Khunpon reminds me that I have to give the belt back. Each belt is a commemoration of the fight it was earned in. The belt that was brought to the ring was made for the fight between Matee and Youseff and is rightfully Matee's regardless of whether he still holds the title. So they said the promoter, B John, would make me a new belt for the fight between Matee and I. We go back to the locker room and take one final pic before giving it back. Wow, did giving that thing up suck. I couldn't help but feel like I got a glimmer of what it might be like to be a surrogate. "Thanks for all that work delivering that baby. I'll just take that... and give you this pat on the back ...cause that's pretty much just as good right?" But B John's gonna give me a new belt. ...And its gonna be so shiny and pretty ...and invisible. Nine months later and still no belt. I guess shipping's a bitch, huh B John? B John, It's not that I have hard feelings, I just want things to be like they used to be between us. Like when I used to call and you'd pick up the phone. Anyway this post isn't about B John. So let me do my best not to let this degenerate into a rant. In closing I'd like to end on a hopeful note: a prayer. Please please please let there be somebody who knows were I can get the video of that fight (Warrior's Challenge at Chukchansi park in Fresno, CA on Nov 10, 2007). Also, please let there be somebody out there dating B John willing to break up with him in a kind of uncool way just because it might make me feel better.

A momentous occasion....

2008-07-04T18:52:00.001-07:00

HA! And you thought my first post was gonna be something meaningful. ...and there you have the essence of what I am: a punch in the face you never saw coming.

...next time keep your hands up.