Sunday
One – Boxing is Family
We celebrate birthdays together, graduations, accomplishments, losses, we seek advice from each other, get frustrated with each other but at Buckhead Fight Club we are a family. Mean Jean, Terri “The Boss” Moss, and I were at a Kale Krunch’s girlfriend’s father’s funeral. After the funeral there was a pot-luck gathering of friends and family. We all stayed and hung out and talked as it had been a while since we’d been able to see Holly and Shecrazy. We were talking about Terri’s induction into the Hall of Fame when I asked her about who was fighting at Golden Gloves. Terri replied that Kelsey would be fighting and that I should go down and fight. I thought about it overnight and headed to the gym on Monday to start training. (I believe I’ll have “It seemed like a good idea at the time written on my gravestone.”) I wanted something to help me focus on my weight loss and enjoyed the training and comradery when getting ready for a fight. We had about 6-7 weeks before leaving for Fort Lauderdale. Mean Jean decided to fight as well, this would be her first fight since having surgery on her ACL and meniscus. Brandi had already been talking about going to Golden Gloves and Makeba started coming to the gym in the mornings and had decided she was going to fight in Florida as well. We spent the next several weeks training, sparring, talking about frustrations/motivations, what we wanted to work on, most of us even did one of Terri’s famous weight loss boot camps. We spent the next several weeks bonding.
Two – It’s not a vacation
I was looking forward to getting out of town especially
somewhere I hadn’t been before. Those of us who were driving down to Fort
Lauderdale decided to meet at the gym Sunday and caravan down together. It
wasn’t until we stopped for an early dinner/lunch that it finally kicked in for
me that this was not going to be a typical vacation. “Killer” Kelsey Sanchez,
Mean Jean, and I had to make weight for our fights. We stopped at Applebee’s
because they have a light menu and Terri told us we could get a salad. We
ordered the healthiest salad we could, Jean got the thai shrimp salad. I got
the same thing but with chicken instead. It had edamame, almonds and was tossed
in a chili lime vinaigrette and fresh cilantro. Of course we had to get it without the peanut
sauce. Then when the salad arrived Terri started picking the wonton strips off
the salad. We saw a lot of gas stations and stopped every couple hours to
stretch our legs.
When we were a couple hours out from Fort Lauderdale we
stopped at a gas station/rest area off the turnpike. We had to weigh in on
Monday, if we weighed in over more than 2 pounds of our declared weight we’d
have to go up to the next weight class. Boom Boom, Kelsey, Mean Jean, and I all
stripped down outside in the parking lot to check our weight. I had to make
141.0 lbs and was weighing in at 143. We weren’t weighing in until tomorrow in
the late afternoon but that meant that skipping meals a little dehydration was
in my future.
Monday
We all needed to get signed in. Makeba Da Machine was flying
in around one and we were all going to register. Terri was taking the boys to
breakfast and had said we were allowed to go and get a little something if we
wanted to. I declined to go, I didn’t want to be around a bunch of food I
couldn’t eat to be honest. Mean Jean and Kelsey went, I laughed when Jean came
back and told me Terri had let her and Kelsey split an order of egg whites.
Then when the egg whites came she took half of that as well. Making weight
sucks sometimes, lol. From what I heard David and Abel torture each other and
will send each other pictures of cheeseburgers, steaks, etc… when they have to
cut weight. We all went to register and sign in that afternoon. We were all
where we needed to be weight wise. We picked up our wristbands for the
tournament, free t-shirts, and were told we needed to be at the coaches meeting
that night where the brackets would be announced. We then went to grab a late
luch/dinner at the beach. We ended up at the Rock bar then went back to the
hotel to chill and get ready for the meeting at 8pm that night.
At the meeting the
tournament brackets were announced. Kelsey, Makeba, and me all had matches set
for Wednesday. Boom Boom Brandi and Mean Jean were unopposed champions. (That
means there was nobody in their weight class for them to fight). Both were
disappointed to not have a match. They had both trained hard to come down and
fight. Mean Jean would go on to start vacation mode and Kill Jill Wolterstorff
would fight Da Machine Makeba on Wednesday and the was gracious enough to agree
to give Brandi a non-tournament bout on Saturday.
Tuesday
We went back to our rooms and decided to rest and relax
before going to lunch and then we were going to meet up with the group to check
out the fights that night. While waiting for time to pass I Facebook stalked my
opponent I was fighting tomorrow night to try and find out what I could before
going into the fight. I had already known she was from Texas because of the
bout sheet. What I found out on her Facebook page was a picture of her with a
belt from another tournament. It made me nervous because that meant I was
fighting somebody that had already won some tournament in Louisiana. She also
looked like she was kind of tall which I was not excited about.
The fights that night started with the junior bouts at 6pm
so we decided to go a little later so we could see the elite fights. We showed
up a little before 7pm and we were glad we did. Not even five minutes after we
walked in Brandi and Jean were getting called into the ring to get their
medals. We ended up watching a lot of good fights that night and left after the
last fight around 10:30pm. We had weigh-ins and the morning and needed to get
some rest before our fights tomorrow night.
Wednesday Weigh-ins
Wednesday I woke up and headed down to weigh-ins that
started at 9am. I was the first of the group to get down there. They gathered
all the tournament participants and trainers had a quick meeting, told us we’d
have to meet with the doctor that at 5:30pm that night before the fights
started, had a group prayer and began to arrange us to weigh in according to
tournament bouts. Kelsey was the fifth bout, Makeba was the twelfth, and I was
forth to the last, bout 16, so I was near the end of the line.
I was really glad they grouped us together according to
bouts because it gave me a chance to finally see who my competition was. I was
ecstatic when I saw we were all around the same height. This one girl Jillian
was a little taller than the rest of us but only by an inch or so. We started
chatting and I found Jillian and I had a lot in common. She had dealt with
addition issues in her family had battled with her weight and lost a hundred
and twenty pounds as well. Jillian has hopes of one day being a professional
fighter. I’ll be interested to see how her boxing career progresses. As we were
making small talk my opponent Sierra mentioned that she had gone to fight in
Louisiana and her opponent never showed and that this was her third fight. I
instantly felt better because I realized the belt she had gotten was a walkover
and also that she hadn’t had much ring experience as well.
The weigh–in process was pretty smooth. I weighed in at 138.8.
One thing you have to do at weigh-ins however is prove you are not pregnant.
Being a lesbian this isn’t anything I’ve ever had to worry about. Still needing
proof however I had my first experience taking my first pregnancy test that
morning. Grandma was disappointed when she saw a Facebook post that had
determined I was indeed not pregnant.
After weigh-ins
we made another breakfast stop at I-HOP, (Hello, sponsorship??? Lol.) We
brought the two hitchhikers again from the hotel. We talked, hung out, and
after a long wait/mix up over checks we headed back to the hotel to drop off
some of the group, then Makeba, Kelsey and I went to find a salad/sandwich to
pick up before our fights that night. The rest of the day was spent meditating,
resting and relaxing.
Wednesday
Quarter Finals and Championship Fights
Three – The
Heart of a Champion: Killer Kelsey Sanchez versus Virginia Fuchs, 119lbs Elite
There are
several classes in amateur boxing. I’m considered Novice because I’ve had less
than ten fights and I’m under the age of 36. On your eleventh fight you have to
move up to the elite category. Kelsey however moved up to elite on her last
fight because her opponent that she was fighting had no choice but to move up.
In boxing once you move up or declare a new class you can’t go back. So when
Kelsey came down for the tournament she knew she would be fighting elite. At
the end of April Terri held an international boxing tournament called Clash of
the Champions. It pitted women boxers from Team USA and Team China against each
other in a night of Olympic caliber boxing. About 40 athletes, including Americans
Claressa Shields and Marlen Espinoza, both medalists in the 2012 Olympics, were
scheduled to take part. Most of the fighters have had fifty fights or more in
their lifetime. Virginia Fuchs was one of the fighters who came down to
participate with Team USA. Monday night we found out that Kelsey Smith and
Virginia Fuchs would be fighting on Wednesday in the quarter finals. Whoever
would win their bout would go onto fight for the championship on Saturday
night. I would have never said anything to Kelsey but I would be terrified to
step in the ring with an Olympic caliber boxer. Every time I saw Kelsey before
her fight, whether at meals, working out, weigh-ins, or just chilling out she portrayed
nothing but a positive demeanor and nerves of steel and complete focus.
I watched
Kelsey warm up for her fight and work pads with Terri. She listened intently
and focused on everything Terri was saying. T. Moss offered her advice and
strategy before her fight and before I knew it Kelsey was grabbing gloves and
they were headed to the ring. She walked to the ring with confidence and
determination. They announced her and then her opponent. As they began to fight
Kelsey was aggressive, she was throwing a lot, moving, and landing some shots.
Virginia kept her cool, she was bobbing and weaving and landed some punches as well.
The official stopped the fight in the first round for a standing eight count
against Kelsey. A standing eight count, also known as a protection count, is a
boxing judgment call made by a referee during a bout. When invoked, the referee
stops the action and counts to eight. Typically, a boxer can take 3 standing
eight counts in a round. During that time the referee will determine if the
boxer can continue. He deemed her well enough to go on and she finished the
round. The second round started much like the first, Kelsey seemed to be
backing her up and with 1:22 left in the round the ref stopped the fight.
Before we knew what had happened he had called the fight. Virginia won by TKO.
Kelsey took the loss gracefully and made some fans during the process by
showing her heart and tenacity. I am so proud of Kelsey and the way she fought,
even though I believe the ref called the fight too soon and frankly without
much of a reason. She was courageous and took the risk of stepping in the ring
with an Olympic hopeful early in her boxing career and gained a once in a
lifetime experience.
Four – Don’t
Quit. Suffer Now and Live the Rest of Your Life as a Champion: Makeba “Da
Machine” Reed Johnson versus Kill Jill Wolterstorff, 178+lbs Masters
Makeba worked
pads and warmed up in true Terri fashion. There were songs, last minute advice,
and a little laughter as Makeba prepared to get in the ring. Terri sent me
outside to start warming up before Makeba’s match so I had to watch through the
window while loosening up and shadow boxing outside. I wish I could have paid
more attention to the fight. Makeba came out in the red corner, they touched
gloves, and the fight began. Jill looked like she came on strong in the first
round. She landed some hard shots and I think Makeba even lost her footing and
was knocked backward at one point but Makeba never quit. She threw a lot of
over-handed right hooks and landed her shots, blocked many shots and won the
decision. Makeba “Da Machine” Reed Johnson won the 2015 Women’s National Golden
Gloves Tournament in the 178+ weight class. Talking to “Da Machine” after
working out back at Buckhead Fight Club after Nationals Makeba credits Terri to
keeping her motivated during the fight. She said she was worn out after the
first round and Terri kept asking her if she wanted to win this. She thought
back to all the time she invested training in the gym, the money she spent to
get down to Golden Gloves and decided that she would dig deep and do all she
could to win her match.
Five – Just
Keep Punching: Lindsey “Disaster” Struck versus Sierra Trevino, 141lbs, Novice
I was a little
nervous but feeling pretty confident going into the fight. I felt like we were
pretty evenly matched and our experience level was really similar. The fact
that I was finely fighting somebody my height excited me. When the fight
started we cautiously approached each other and then all hell broke loose. We
were both aggressive pressure fighters. We both started swinging and didn’t
stop. It was an exhausting fight, I’d never worked so hard. Sierra received a
standing eight count in the first round, the first I’d ever given in a fight
and it gave me an optimistic boost. As soon as the ref finished counting we
went back to exchanging blows. She landed a solid punch against my face and
knocked my contact out at one point. I was thankful when the round ended. I
desperately wanted water and my breath back. The second round started and went
much like the first minus the eight count. When it ended I remember going back
to the corner and telling Terri I was exhausted. Terri wasn’t hearing it and
told me that I wasn’t and to get back out there and win the fight. I just kept
throwing and trying to move forward. The third round went like the other two
except the fight was stopped because Sierra’s hair kept coming out of her head
gear. I was secretly hoping they would call the fight and just DQ her. However
after the fight was over I was glad it went all 3 rounds and I didn’t get my
first win in my passbook by a disqualification.
The official
raised my hand in victory and honestly I had nothing but a sense of dread as
soon as I was declared the winner. I’ve never fought so hard in my life and I
think the thought of “Oh shit, I have to do this again tomorrow” literally
drained me. As I walked out of the ring, the doctor cleared me, and I headed
outside to take off my wraps and sit down. I was extremely out of breath, and
could only see out of one eye because of the lost contact. I was over heated
and because I was concerned about making weight for Thursday’s fight if I won I
hadn’t drank much water that day. After some water and sitting the fights were
over and we were on our way back to the room. Terri said I needed to eat
something and could get in the hot tub for a little while if I wanted. The hot
tub sounded amazing. Jean and I went back to the room whilst the rest of the
gang went to celebrate Kelsey and Makeba’s fights. I grabbed an apple and
banana and was ready to go. The pool/hot tub was closed but we stayed about ten
minutes until security kicked us out. We went back to the room to the room to
get some sleep for tomorrow. My head was throbbing. I eventually fell asleep
but was wide awake at 4am with a migraine that wouldn’t quit. At 6am Jean woke
up and was sweet enough to go pick me up some Advil. It worked because I was
able to go back to sleep until it was time to go weigh in for Thursday’s fight.
Thursday
I headed down
to weigh-in at 9am after taking some more Advil. No pregnancy test today, I
weighed in at 135.8. Kelsey, Makeba, and I then headed to breakfast. I was
excited to not have to worry about my weight and decided to treat myself at
breakfast. We took off to I-HOP. I had a chicken fajita omelet with rooty,
tooty, pancakes (peaches and a little whip cream). It was delicious. We enjoyed
our meals, talked about our fights, and headed back to the room to rest. I
wasn’t making the mistake I made yesterday. I made sure to rest, drink lots of
water and even meditated for the first time to a link Makeba sent me called, “Fuck
That: A guided meditation” by Jason Headley. I really think he’s onto
something.
I got really
negative and scared before my fight. I started wondering why I was doing this
and felt like I had gotten myself into more than I could handle. I got really
mental. I was worried that I would get embarrassed in the ring, that I wouldn’t
be able to last the fight. I had decided not to wear my contacts for the fight
and was concerned I wouldn’t be able to see like I needed to. Terri assured me
I would be fine without my contacts and I shouldn’t be wearing them anyways.
She wrapped my hands and told me we wouldn’t need a long warm up before the
fight. The team came outside and we turned on some music. The team helped me
relax a little. There was dancing, and we even came up with a new version of
Because I Got High, boxing edition (I’ve thrown in a couple verses below)…
I was gonna make
weight before I got high
I shouldn’t
have eaten that burger and shake but I got high
Now I’m a
heavyweight and I know why
'Cause I got
high
Because I got
high
Because I got
high
I was gonna
slip some punches before I got high
I was gonna
counter and jab but then I got high
Now I have a
black eye and I know why
'Cause I got
high
Because I got
high
Because I got
high
Six – Make the
girl you were yesterday proud of the woman you are today: Lindsey “Disaster”
Struck versus Christine Handley, 141lbs Novice Championship Fight
Terri could
tell I was nervous, she asked me if I was scared and I said, “Yes.” She told me
if I was scared that I shouldn’t get in the ring. That I needed to get my head
straight, we did this for fun and I had no reason to be scared. I had made it
to the championship fight and I could do this if I wanted to. I wasn’t sure I
wanted to fight but there was no way I wasn’t not going to get in the ring. I
was afraid but this is what I had come down to Florida for. We walked to the
ring and I tried to focus on the advice Terri had given me. To slip, keep my
hands up, throw, and keep moving forward.
The fight
started and was off to a much slower pace than the night before. I was throwing
punches but I was still a little nervous, I could hear Terri tell me not to
back up early on. I started to get more confident as the fight went on and by
the second round I felt like I was more present in the fight. I actually
slipped some punches and was really excited about that. The third round came
and I felt like I had given a pretty good fight, the last 20 seconds I got my
first standing eight count against me. I’m not sure why the ref stopped the
fight unless she just hit me repeatedly and he wanted to make sure I was okay
but he let the fight continue. As soon as we started hitting each other again
the fight was over. I didn’t win but I was proud of myself for getting in
there. My opponent placed my silver medal around my neck, I placed hers’ and we
climbed out of the ring, we had a brief evaluation by the doctor and then were
met by our adoring fans. We even took a few pictures together. It was a good
fight.
As I went
outside to gather my stuff and take off my hand wraps I was a little upset. I
was disappointed with my attitude before the fight. I felt like I’d let myself
down. That even though getting nervous before a fight was normal that I’d let
it consume me. I found a quote about fear that I believe Mike Tyson said “Fear
is your best friend or your worst enemy. It’s like fire. If you can control it,
it can cook for you; it can heat your house. If you can’t control it, it will
burn everything around you and destroy you”. I had Jean call my folks and I
talked to them for a little bit to tell them the news. Terri took the time to talk
to me for a while on the walk back to the hotel. She gave me a lot of
perspective. I knew Terri had gotten into boxing at an unheard of age but she
told me about her first couple of professional fights, where her opponent was
newly crowned WIBA Intercontinental Champion, her second fight against IFBA and
WIBA World Champion. She began her boxing career at 0-3. She lost all the
fights in unanimous decisions. She told me how people would tell her she’s too
old, that she shouldn’t be boxing but Terri took the losses and used it as fuel
for the fire. She never quit. She was determined to make it as a boxer. She
went onto win world titles and showed everybody that “Hey, look what I can do,
what about my age”. Terri helped me look at what happened during the week and
change my perspective. Most the women who fight at Golden Gloves have hopes of
fighting at the professional level or going onto the Olympics. I went down for
an experience and managed to make it to the Championship fight. It was only my
second and third fight. I can’t take back how I felt before my last fight but I
can learn from it. I will definitely fight again and I don’t want to take that
attitude with me again.
Time to PARTY
Friday –
Vacation!
We slept in and
headed to Miami Beach for the day to enjoy the water and the city. We stopped
for gas and picked up a little something, something for breakfast. Terri called
and the boys wanted to visit the legendary 5th Street Gym (which is
apparently where Muhammed Ali trained). The owners Dino Spencer and Jack
Dempsey’s grandson, Joshua Dempsey was there. Unfortunately we weren’t even
there for ten minutes and our friend called. Our van was being towed.
Apparently we parked in a lot that we weren’t supposed to. We cut the trip
short and went to bail it out. Honestly with the shenanigans this group usually
pulls we were lucky the van was the only one that got arrested on the trip. We
arrived at the beach later and got some cabanas. We hung out and a few of us
even did a Jet Ski tour which was amazing. Mean Jean ended up spraining her
ankle when she was trying to show off going 50+ miles an hour on the wave
runner. She knocked me off so I took her with me. We spent the day people
watching and taking obscene pictures until they closed up. Even Terri flirting
with the locals didn’t get us much extra beach time. We journeyed back to the
hotel to shower and change and get some dinner. We were starving, Terri wanted
to try this burger place in Fort Lauderdale but it was packed so we ended up at
Tilted Kilt. The band was good, they played lots of hits to sing along to. I
think Sweet Caroline was my favorite, there might even be some video somewhere
of Terri and me rocking it out. It was past midnight when we left and Holly and
Shecrazy were coming in from the airport for the Hall of Fame in the morning.
Saturday
Women’s
International Boxing Hall of Fame 2015 – Terri “The Boss” Moss Gets Inducted
The main reason
we came to Fort Lauderdale was because Terri was getting inducted into the
Women’s International Hall of Fame. I can’t think of anybody more deserving of
the honor. Terri had 18 bouts during a busy five year career. Since retiring
from boxing she has stayed involved in the sport outside the ring. “The Boss”
now puts much of her time into her boxers, the gym (Buckhead Fight Club),
Atlanta Corporate Fight Night, and her shows, it’s exciting to see her
recognized for it. She is a highly regarded trainer. I’ve seen her introduce
boxing to not only me but countless other men and women that have wandered
through her doors.
Terri was being
celebrated with seven others honorees:
- Laila Ali, who carried a revered name into the sport of female boxing and lived up to that name with a record of 24 wins without a loss, including 21 KOs
- Laura Serrano of Mexico, whose 18 year, 25 bout career included wins over Chevelle Hallbeck and Kelsey Jeffries along with her debut bout, in 1994, against Christy Martin, adjudged a draw but a bout many ringsiders considered a win for Serrano
- Dierdre Gogarty of Ireland who compiled a 16-5-2 record over a seven year career and was a participant in what is often considered the first "major" female bout, a six round loss to Christy Martin in Las Vegas in 1996
- Jeannine Garside, a hard punching Canadian, who compiled a 10-3-1 record, capping her six year career with a 2010 win over Ina Menzer for the WBC featherweight title. (In my brief meeting with Jeannine she noticed my black eye and told me how she missed those days. How awesome is that!)
- Ann Wolfe (She didn’t attend the Hall of Fame but it would have been amazing to meet/see her) a hard punching middleweight who has surely set the sport's record for You Tube views of her spectacular one punch KO of Vonda Ward. In an eight year career, Wolfe, ranked close behind Lalia Ali in the middleweight ranks, put up a record of 24 wins, one loss, generating 16 KOs. Following her retirement, Wolfe has had a successful managing career most notably guiding middleweight James Kirkland.
- Sparkle Lee (non-boxer category) progressed from refereeing in the amateur ranks to become the first female referee appointed to the NY State Athletic Commission where she has been arbiter in several world championship bouts.
- Phyliss Kugler (posthumous pioneer boxer category) compiled a reported 55-1 record during the 1950s, her lone loss coming against Barbara Buttrick in a return bout following a four round draw with Buttrick, last July's IWBHF pioneer boxer inductee.