“Sadly, winning isn’t enough anymore,” JT’s manager advised, again. “If anyone outside of your gym is going to know who you are, you’ve got to put some of yourself out there on social media.”
“Well…I’m not social, and I don’t give a fuck about any media,” was always his retort.
JT was one of top welterweight prospects out of Northern California, but there wasn’t a single promotion beyond the region who knew his name. He’d enter the cage, dazzle the crowd, and exit into obscurity; he wanted more.
That night, he broke down and created a Looky-Here account.
Prompted from MMA Storytime’s 100 World Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://mmastorytime.com/2020/03/16/100-word-flash-fiction-10/.
Prompted from the Word of the Day Challenge at: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/03/18/advice-2/.