MMA System: I Will Be Pound For Pound Goat

As the days went by, each sunrise made the end of the competition seem more real.

The Irish national mixed martial arts team stayed focused and trained hard to get ready for their fights. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

Even though the gym was buzzing with energy, there was something missing that everyone could see.

Collin NcGyver still hadn't shown his face.

As the staff's worries grew, they whispered to each other in corners and behind closed doors.

Collin was very good at what he did, but his absence was not only disrespectful, it was also a liability.

Things were already bad, it didn't matter if he showed up to fight or not.

His absence made people question how professional and united the team was.

Despite the carefully curated training clips shared online, fans began to notice the glaring lack of Collin's presence.

The national media team had done their best to keep things ambiguous, ensuring no one could definitively say Collin wasn't training.

But the cracks were beginning to show.

And then, the leak happened.

Somehow, the information slipped through the cracks, Collin NcGyver hadn't trained since his loss in the qualifiers.

The news spread like wildfire, igniting a frenzy among fans and analysts alike.

Speculation ran rampant on Chirper and sports talk shows.

Was Collin injured?

Was he avoiding the tournament entirely?

Had his confidence been shattered after his humiliating loss?

While some fans defended him, claiming the reports were exaggerated or false, others were less forgiving.

The narrative quickly split into two camps, those who believed Collin would redeem himself and those who called him a coward, unfit to represent Ireland.

The Irish MMA team found themselves at the center of a storm they hadn't anticipated, forced to reckon with the consequences of Collin's actions, or lack thereof.

As the fight day loomed closer, the questions only grew louder, and the pressure on the team intensified.

Inside the gym, the team trained with unwavering focus.

While the world outside buzzed with speculation about Collin NcGyver's absence, the fighters inside didn't seem to care.

They had their own battles to prepare for.

Damon was sparring with Demaien Ncguygan, this time focusing on grappling.

They had already gone through striking drills earlier, but now Damon was working with him on takedown defense, transitions, and positional control.

Demaien was determined, putting in effort with every movement, but Damon could see the cracks.

Demaien's instincts were there, but his timing, reactions, and fluidity left room for improvement.

Despite his talent, the gap between him and the competition was clear to Damon.

When the session wrapped up, Demaien stood and wiped the sweat from his brow. "I'm gonna grab a drink," he said, giving Damon a quick nod before walking off.

Damon nodded back but stayed on the mat, resting his arms on his knees.

As Demaien disappeared toward the water station, Damon let out a quiet sigh.

He didn't want to admit it, but deep down, he didn't think Demaien was going to win his fight.

Demaien had heart, plenty of it, but heart alone wouldn't carry him through a match against Spain's lightweight.

Damon had seen the footage, and while Demaien had potential, he was still raw in some areas.

The striking had improved, the grappling was good, but it wasn't enough, not yet.

And it wasn't that Damon didn't believe in Demaien or underestimated him, far from it.

He respected Demaien's work ethic, his willingness to learn, and the heart he put into every session.

But Damon was also realistic. Their next opponent wasn't just good; he was experienced.

Polished.

A fighter who had already faced top-level competition and emerged victorious.

The kind of fighter who wouldn't give Demaien the room to make mistakes or grow in the cage.

Skill-wise, the gap was clear. Demaien still had a long way to go.

His potential was undeniable, but in a tournament like this, potential didn't matter if it wasn't realized in time.

Damon didn't like being this negative. It wasn't in his nature to count someone out before the fight even began.

And deep down, he hoped he was wrong. He wanted Demaien to pull through, to rise to the occasion and defy the odds.

Because it wasn't just about Demaien. It was about Ireland.

Damon wanted the team to keep going, to prove themselves on this global stage.

And he wanted Demaien to succeed, not just for the team but for himself.

But if Demaien made the same mistakes he did in his last fight, it would be over.

His grapplinv wasn't sharp enough to compensate for the big gaps in his striking.

He was improving, but improvement alone wouldn't be enough against the caliber of fighter he was about to face.

Damon stood up, shaking the thoughts from his head, and headed to the treadmill. Focus. That's all he could do, for himself, for the team.

As Damon continued his training, however, things were brewing outside the gym.

Tommy Hughes had pulled some strings, taking matters into his own hands in a way that didn't go unnoticed.

Ireland MMA's national media account posted a clip, a short but impactful one. It was of Damon and Demaien, but the focus was clear. It was Damon.

His crisp movements, his striking precision, and his dominance on the mats all highlighted in a way that left no doubt about who was being showcased.

The caption read: "Pride of Ireland. The True King of Irish MMA. The Future."

No image or mention of Collin NcGyver was included. Not a single frame of footage.

For many fans, the message was clear.

The internal conflict within the Ireland MMA team, which had only been whispers before, now seemed undeniable.

The absence of Collin in the promotional content felt deliberate, and for those paying attention, it spoke volumes about the shifting dynamics within the team.

Reactions began pouring in immediately. Fans debated fiercely online.

Some supported the focus on Damon, agreeing that he was the true hope for Ireland.

Others defended Collin, accusing the national team of disrespecting the fighter who had once been the face of Irish MMA.

But amid the chaos, one thing was clear: the Ireland MMA team was divided, and the cracks were becoming impossible to ignore.