My dream continues......I'm walking to the octagon....the fatman is singing 'save your love for Roma and a for me'......the crowd is buzzing, they're totally amped.....they're chanting.....D-K-D, D-K-D, D-K-D....they love me....I've been the hottest rising star in the UFC during the last year after tearing thru the middleweight division and then taking the title from Anderson 'Spyda' Silva with a flying headbutt 22 seconds into the first round.
But I'm here to takes Bones LHW title and cement my spot as the greatest MMA star the world has ever seen.
They open the octagon door to let me in. The crowd is still chanting my name....no question who the crowd favorite is. I walk in backwards, doing the moonwalk, arm up to salute my loyal fans. I stop at one point to check a bit of skin I've ripped off the sole of my foot from that fkn rough canvas. Fuck, mental note, no more moonwalks.
Bruce Buffer does his intro.....the crowd goes nuts when he calls my name. Big John McCarthy calls me and Bones to the centre for pre-fight instructions. I blow a kiss at Bones, I can see in his eyes the fucker is petrified.
Fight starts, I circle for a bit, then move to the left, shimmy to the right.....he can't handle my speed and athleticism.....he's in the centre, I'm near the cage, I turn away, face the cage, take 3 steps to climb up the fence, do a reverse somersault and land on top of him with a reverse elbow landing flush on his jaw. He fucken felt that, he staggers, tries to flee to the far side of the cage......I chase him by cartwheeling to his end.....I'm gonna finish this cartwheel with a spectacular side kick to his head......but, fuck, somehow I misjudge and he avoids the kick.....I land flat on my ass....my back is fucking killing me....I knew I should have done more deadlifts.....I can't move, Bones looks down at me.....he's smiling.....next thing I see is him flying down towards me, elbow first....I see his elbow coming right for my Adams apple.....I'm dead.