Out with UP... Thursday, March 28

The real deal with what was said between Junior Mint and Snickers was revealed today. I was getting ready for ROBO Time when Snickers let it slip that he had lied -- the meeting did not go well and harsh words and bitterness were strongly thrown at him by Junior Mint. 

"You’re going to fail – save your money and go to Canada.” 

“You can go to Hell” was the response Snickers wanted to give but didn’t. 

With everything Snickers said Junior Mint counter punched Snickers' words to the ground with negative comments and then he threatened him regarding our professional boxing licenses. The reason why Snickers didn’t tell me all this yesterday was because the day was absolutely amazing. He didn’t want to spoil it and he knew I’d be hurt, I respect that and appreciate it too. 

Snickers is notoriously known for getting into his share of street fights, not so much now but surely before, and I’ve always told him that it doesn’t matter who starts the fight. If you jump into the fight then you’re just as wrong as the person who started it because you’ve brought yourself down. Actually, now you’re lower than them because you know better not to drop yourself to their level. 

I refuse to get myself in a fight with Junior Mint and so I’m trying my hardest not to let it get to me personally. It’s a reflection of his own issues so it really doesn’t concern me. 

Am I hurt? Yes, of course… most definitely. 

Am I going to do anything about it? Yes, of course… surely. 

I’m going to prove him wrong by making the best kicka$$ boxing club and I refuse – absolutely refuse – to make any one of my boxing members ever feel even remotely discouraged and hurt like he has us. “Familyship”, as Snickers says, will rule our club – a feeling of family among our members. 

When I headed out for ROBO Time tonight, I had 15km to vent about it to my two runner partners. One of them suggested that perhaps Junior Mint is grieving – grieving our coach-boxer relationship – and I can somewhat see this as the case because I was surely so much closer to Junior Mint than Snickers was. I had made boxing my life here in Korea and Junior Mint and I were clearly so much more than just a coach and his boxer.  I know Panty Boy Jr. was also very close to him and we all know the lash-out of words and bitterness he still expresses over the end of that relationship… wow. 

The thing I don’t understand is that surely Junior Mint can relate to the position we’re now in – starting a boxing club and all the difficulties and opposition we face doing so. Why of all people would he make himself out to be the very opposition and discouragement he faced ten years ago?! 

I don’t understand it. 

I don’t understand why he’s brought it to this nasty level. 

I’m not angry, I’m not upset… I’m confused and hurt.

I loved Junior Mint as if he were really my family and I've always been so supportive of him and UP.

The fact that he bluntly came out and said we’re going to fail was the shocker of it all. There’s a huge difference between trying to constructively criticize someone and being down-right nasty. Ironically, I find some kind of comfort in it. Strangely enough it’s true, I do. I say this because it proves he’s clearly threatened and he knows we’ll be successful. If he honestly thought we were going to fail then he’d encourage us and wait to watch us fall flat on our face. Instead, he bashed our plans and ideas one after another. Moreover, if he thought we posed no threat to his boxing club than he wouldn’t have all of a sudden legally registered his business after 10 years of being already in business, nor would he have just renovated it after already renovating it this past summer and then announce some kind of reopening party scheduled for next month. 

I am so over UP and inside my head I've been screaming "Down with UP" ever since. A friend of mine commented to me, telling me “don’t let this make you bitter, make it make you better” and I totally agree. Of course it’s easier to say than do and every day I have to work on this. 

I told Snickers that I am done with UP and I told him that I want him to go collect my stuff soon. I refuse to go there because I am surely not someone to keep my opinions to myself. I refuse to give more fuel to his fire. For him to come out and swear that we’ll fail and then to threaten us over our boxing licenses, that’s just rude, inconsiderate and uncalled for. He can keep all those Adidas gloves but I want any and all pictures of me taken off his walls, including pictures of Snickers, and I want to my boxing trophy returned to me. 

Did I ever expect it’d come to this? Surely no but he brought it here so I’m going to end it.