"In this corner,
wearing tar black trunks with yellowish gray skin, yellow fangs, and bloodshot eyes is the Nicooooooodeeemoooooonnnnn!
And prowling the other corner, sporting a shiny coat, bright eyes, a nasty disposition, and that dim wit we are all familiar with is the Jundyaaaaaaarrrrdaaaaawg!Ding, ding, ding
"They come out of their corners folks, the nicodemon tries a stealth attack, but the dawg sees what he's doing. The dawg blocks the attack and responds with a vicious
uppercut. The demon is stumbling, no, no, he is down!; this round goes to the Dawg!
I swear folks; I think the demon lost a fang or two with that blow."
"Let's have a talk with this round's winner. Down to you, Bob."Bob:Thanks Dan. So dawg, you looked great out there today, you made this round look easy, how do you feel?
Honestly Bob, I never felt better in my life. Training hard, eating right. This round was
easy.Bob:Bet you didn't think you would be able to say that a few weeks ago. How did you know what the demon was trying to do just then? That was a pretty sneaky move.
Reading, listening to the advice of other fighters, just being prepared, you know.Bob: Now this is thirty-one rounds in a row for you right? How did you accomplish that?
Wow, thirty-one rounds already? As you know, the first 7 rounds were tough for me. The demon staggered me on a few occasions. The next seven were definitely easier, and it has steadily gotten easier after that. There were a few rounds; 2, 3, 4, 5, 8, 10, 12, and 21 that could have gone either way, but I stayed standing, and the judges ruled in my favor. I swear, after a couple of those rounds, I never thought I'd be able to get off my stool to fight again.Bob: Where did you find the strength to keep going?
Well, you know Bob, the WOS as well as Danny, Simon, Dave, Keith, and some promising newcomers kept coming by to give me tips and encouragement, and I tried to learn as much as I could from their example. I read a lot about the nicodemon's strategy, and I listened to the Sista Ash Kicka's Experience on the headphones. Honestly, without all the help I received, there is no way I would be standing today. Oh, and I drank plenty of ice water, never let myself get too hungry, popped lots of Altoids and cloves, and just did anything and everything I could to keep standing.Bob: Well, if you don't mind my saying so, it appears that you have actually gotten bigger and stronger in the later rounds, and it appears that the demon has gotten dramatically smaller and weaker.
Dawg:(with a sideways grin)
Well, I have to admit that I have put on a few pounds...but without a doubt, I have gotten stronger too. As you know, the demon and I were partners for several years, and I guess I always assumed he was the stronger of the two of us, but come to find out, he needed me
(for him to stay strong) much more than I needed him
. I definitely see that he's getting weaker the longer we stay apart.Bob: So what's next for the dawg?
Nothing new, Bob. I'll be here tomorrow to fight the good fight. I'll continue my reading and preparation. The nicodemon didn't look strong today, but he is definitely a tough opponent, and you just can't count him out yet.Bob: Just one more question, dawg. Did you really know Sooby Doo?
Yeah, you know, it's not like we were in the same pack or anything, but yeah, I knew him. He always did soooo good in obedience class, and I just barely scraped by. The instructor would be like "fetch" and I'd be all like "what the hell for man, you threw the dam* thing, you've got two good legs, you
go get it", and Scooby would be all like "rooby roo, as rong as I get a riscuit!"
We started calling biscuits "Scooby Snacks" 'cause he'd do anything for one; what a suck up. Pretty shameless if you ask me. I mean, I'm my own dawg, you know, I'll sit when I'm dam*'d good and ready, and I'll lay down when I'm tired.Bob: o
Bob: As usual dawg, we get just a little too much information with you, don't we. We were doing just fine, having a pretty good interview, and you just had to insult an Icon.
Sorry, Bob.Bob: Back to you, Dan.
~Dawg~ (junkyarddawg)Dawg's Quit Smoking StoryDawg's Two Month MilestoneArgue for your limitations, and sure enough, theyre yours. Richard Bach, Illusions
May your day be filled with enough challenges to make you strong, enough failures to make you humble, enough success to make you believe in yourself, and enough love to make you believe in others.