04 December 25 - My First Fight Night

Last night I took a little trip to Liverpool to watch Daisi fight… and let me tell you — I have never gripped my imaginary pearls so hard.

Round 1: Calm. Composed. Respectful.

Round 2: She sat there psyching herself out like she was having a deep conversation with her ancestors.

Then suddenly…

ROUND 3: BOOM. NEW PERSON.

She came out like someone hit ‘power up’ on her controller.

This woman went from “I might give up” to “watch me end this” in about 0.4 seconds.

Heart?

On display.

Determination?

Through the roof.

Energy?

Wherever she found it, I want some.

Rocky? Maybe.

Creed? Possibly.

Pure Daisi chaos mode? DEFINITELY.

Whatever it was — the switch FLIPPED and I nearly fell off my chair (and I wasn’t even sitting properly).

Absolutely thrilling. 10/10 entertainment. 12/10 effort.

I was sweating and I don’t even have pores.

Anyway… watching all that has inspired me.

Maybe my next venture will be joining her in training.

Imagine it: Goldberg in boxing gloves, terrifying footwork, dramatic walk-ins…

Daisi won’t know whether to be proud or deeply concerned.