
On the go!
Somewhere between the blood, the sand, and the smell of ocean air… The last few weeks have been a full-tilt blur—a deranged carousel of fists, sweat, split decisions, and unexpected highway hauls. The kind of stretch that makes your head spin and your liver whisper “please, God, not again.” We went from cornering savages in the ring to crashing a last-minute road trip—celebrating my Pop’s 81st birthday like true American outlaws: good food, wild stories, and a touch of class. Rolled it all into a preemptive Mother’s Day for the two sainted women who hold this chaos together. Back in the trenches—Christian threw down at Legends, all fire ....
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