28 November 2010

Meet Cruyell Corfin

Lights all around! This was an occasion... The Survivor Series! Thousands cheering.

TING.

Announcer: "Round 3. Survivor Series. Corfin vs Aswin."

Urm... this could get difficult now...

Corfin was the boxing champ from America, and he'd busted innumerable people before I met him for the championship. 19 people were knocked out in his last season and many others barely crawled out of the ring.

Corfin smiled, and I knew from the look in his eyes that he was just waiting for the referee to back out so that he could launch at me. This bloody round would go on for 1 hour 15 minutes!

Round 1 was pretty much one-sided. I should admit I was taken by surprise. I expected this guy to be no better than his cousin from Italy and champion there, Freaky Finac. I won against him pretty easily despite the hype, and I must thank my coach for that, and expected to break Corfin's nose in the first round. Within a minute in Round 1 this time, I knew I was lost. Had a punch on my left ear that floored me and missed a tooth soon afterwards. Managed to score 8 miserable points against his 50.

The referee backed out. As expected, he went for a right hand swing to my ear. Ha, you can't knock me cold with that every single time, Cruyell Corfin! I ducked out just in time and was looking for his next move. His defences were strong; so, I had to understand his attacks and find a weakness there...

Round 2 was slightly better, as in, I could walk at the end of it and my world wasn't spinning around me. It was still a below average performance from me, largely because my coach here was right plain dumb. With all my experience, I managed to block most of his attempts and even hit him on the face once. At the end of it, I knew I needed a different coach for runtime help and asked the awesome PCN to analyse the game so far. Got a few techniques and was running through them in my mind...

(...back to present moment.)

(SWING!) Duck, duck, duck! (WHIZZ!) Whew, that was close! (SWOOSH!) Ha ha, Corfin, you missed! That shot was waaay off target! Wait, where's your other ha... (BAM!) *Birds chirping* I think I just swallowed a tooth. Damn.

Where am I? Oh yeah, here he comes. Ha, he's going for the practice scenario repeat! This could be my lucky day! Come on, Corfin... ZAP! Got him, ha! Wait, he's got more up his sleeve. Block, (ZAP!), Block you useless hand (ZAP! WHAM! BANG! THUD!), Block (POW!) Block (WHAM!) Block (ZING!) Help (BANG! THUD! WHAM!) The round's (KERPOW!) over, darnit! (BOOM!) Hit (CRUNCH!) the (OUCH!) bell!

TING.

Phew...

Another round in his favour. I've to knock him out clean in the fourth and final round to get through...but the question remains... HOW!?

*To be continued*

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