Tuesday, January 27, 2026

can you fight?

Can I fight? Me—these days? Probably not. Training matters. So do endurance, speed, agility, and the ability to take hits and keep on going. In my current, fallen condition, I no longer have any of those things. I'm an old cripple. If you put me in the octagon with Gina Carano, who's much tinier than I am, I have no doubt she'd split my skull open in the first round.




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