So, training started up….
I picked up from where I had left off. Doing the long morning runs and finishing with pad-work and bag work with Serm Damriram (Jitti’s brother). As I was fighting at the higher weight I knew that I would be small for the weight, so I had to change my style.
Serm offered the best pad-work as he is such a tank!
By the end of the three week preparation, I was walking around under the fight weight, and Jitti was telling me off for losing so much weight. The night before the weigh-in the trainers were forcing food down me at the communal meal-table. After the meal I weighed myself and I had only just got to 67.5kgs.
I woke up the next morning at 6am the gym, walked downstairs and stepped on the scales at 66.2kg which I put down to a slight bit of dehydration. I had a mug of hot-chocolate from the 7-11, over the road from the gym and then we took the subway to Lumpinee Stadium.
We walked in to the stadium via the side entrance, straight in to the weigh-in area. There were hundreds of people milling around, watching the weigh-ins and officials taking details of the fighters weights. I stepped on the scales at 66.6kgs. This was the first time I saw my opponent Mohammed Rhom-Pho, stepping on to the scales at bang-on the 67kilo limit.
When he stepped off the scales and started getting dressed, I noticed how grey his skin looked and how much he had drained himself down. I could see how weight-drained he was and I rubbed my hands together in anticipation. I asked how he was feeling, and he told me that he hadn’t eaten for 3-days and had cut from 76-kilo’s!!!!!!
That evening, we took a taxi from the gym out to Nonthaburi and pulled in to the temple where the show was being held. We bumped in to Rob Cox, the international sports correspondent, and Phil McAlpine who were based at Kaewsamrit Gym.
As we were getting ready, Jitti turned to one of the other cornermen and asked where the pradjet’s (arm-bands) were and there was a confused look, before Jitti disappeared. Moments later Jitti came back and as it transpires, he had asked a local monk to take the bottom 2” or 3” of his orange robe to make in to pradjet’s.
Could this get any more sacred?
Was this another sign?
I started to look around for my opponent, and I couldn’t see him….
Had he not turned up?
Was I still fighting?
I didnt know what to think…..
Then I saw him….He had filled up on water and food and must have ballooned back up to the mid-70kgs. He was huge!!!!!
The fight was being televised and I got told to hurry up with my ram-muay.
As we came face to face in the centre of the ring, I was literally looking at the centre of his chest and the top of my head came to his chin! The fight started out and he was a heavy-hitter. I could really feel that extra weight. I had a good exchange of techniques throughout the three rounds with neither of us taking an advantage.
At the end of the 3rd round I landed a peach of a right elbow on the side of his nose. For the rest of the fight I kept on landing jabs and elbows on his broken nose, scoring well in the clinch and good boxing.
Then at the end of the last round, Mohammed wound up a monstrous left kick, I leaned back out of the way and countered with a body kick clean across his back. Just as the kick landed, there was an echo of “TEEP, TEEP, TEEP, TEEP” that echoed around the ring from all the betting fraternity who had bet money on me. To this day, I still get goose-bumps when I tell this story as it was that exact moment that I knew that I had won. For the rest of the round to worked behind my push kick to secure the win.
The final bell went and I was awarded the win and the WPMF World Title Belt.
This was being filmed on TGN (Thai Global Network) and beamed across the world to 50+ countries. One of which was the UK, and my friends from Bad Company had watched it at Liam Harrisons house.
As I came out of the venue after the fight, I got a text message from Liam saying that he had seen me mouth the words “I cant f###ing believe it!” as the belt was being placed around my waist and is still a text message I have on my Thai phone, that I still have to this day….. Great memories
So I would say that this is a question of recognising the sign-posts, going with what feels right and picking up on that positive winning vibe…..
What sign-posts can you see now?
What is going to help you improve?
What is going to help you win?
What do you have to do to find victory?














