As if being coached by Snickers isn't intimidating enough, he's my sparring partner.
He's 22 inches taller, 26kgs heavier, and a hell of a lot stronger than me. And beyond the physical differences, he's also got a championship belt that he's defended numerous times so his skills tower over me. He's clearly on a level well beyond mine but now that he's my coach, he akso knows the moves I'm going to pull on him during sparring.
...like the random low blows I try to throw
... how I like to work the corners
...and my strongest combos that I often lean on.
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He looks like he's dipping me here in some kind of romantic, flirtatious gesture but he's not.
I stepped into a clean, hard jab, making me a bit groggy. I stumbled a bit and we ended up headbutting.
Here he is catching me from what almost was a knock out during sparring.
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