Coming back to my montreal hoitel room along with my teammate and friend. We both expected we would win or do well instead of first round losses. My legs are heavy from the adrenaline dump I suffered in first round. He turns on the tv and we see mickey rourke leaving the arena in the beginning of the wrestler. He's spent all day waiting to perform and puts his body through abuse. The long day is agony and as he finally leaves they are taking the ring apart. I think of us leaving the arena as they are pulling the mats away. The irony is not lost on us.