With my lackluster performance against Feliciano, I was determined to get back in the ring and avenge that draw against who ever stepped in front of me. That person was Carson Jones, a loud mouth marathon running show off from Oklahoma City. From the press conference to the actual fight he insulted me by calling me a pretender and promised to KO me in the fight. I said, just like the fishesyou will die because of your mouth!

The Contenders, my manager, my parents, and all the fans that heard his arrogant remarks had only one thing in mind Make him eat his own words. My plan going into the fight was no to KO him early, but rather to punish him with combos upstairs and downstairs until he would cave in.

When the fight began, I was all too surprised with this ability to run away. From the way he presented himself I thought he would stand up to me and fight, but he resorted to take the easy way out and stayed away from me as much as he could. Never the less, I kept the pressure on chasing him around and each second he would stop running, I unleashed my power punches that would eventually cause him to get hurt through out the fight. I was able to wobbled him three times during the fight, and in the 8^th round I unleashed a flurry of combos that gave the ref no other choice but to step in and stop the brutal beating.

Once again, I got a TKO victory against a slick fighter who knew how to avoid getting hit. But my patience and determination got me through in this fight.