There is this insanely tall big old guy at my gym, and i was told to spar him for a round. At the end of the round I gagged once I caught a whiff, gagged again immediately after, and ran to the bathroom cause I thought I was going to puke. I think he could win most of his fights that way.
reading between the lines. you got beaten so bad you ran to the toilets crying, saw the state of your face and throw up.
no not a troll. it was that bad. Fine, I'll elaborate a little more. The guy is like 6'5 and im 5'10. Hes a heavyweight and I'm a welterweight. We were just in rotation sparring and he knew to go real easy like he had too with everyone else (only big guy this morning.) Anyways, because of how far out his reach was I didn't even want to play the jabv game, so I came in under and got in quick body shots. Only then did I notice his shirt is completely drenched in sweat and the stench hits me like a semi driving down hells highway. I gagged immediately.
