Chavez Cage of Glory Page #6

And I never stood up for you.

It wasn't your fault.

In all the commotion of our lives,

I keep forgetting to tell you

how much I admire you.

And I love you and I always will.

And I admire you.

And I love you too, brother.

We will get through this.

We'll get through this.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

- I've got a lot of help.

- I know.

Mrs. Chavez.

We got the results we were looking for,

he's strong and ready for surgery

this Friday, May 5th.

I don't know how to tell you this but,

I don't know how

we are going to pay for it.

It's all taken care of.

Your husband made the $25,000 deposit

and took care of the payments.

Thank you.

You lose. Strip down, homie.

When I was five years old

I was on the streets.

No mother, no father, by myself.

I could have either been

a little street bumbane,

or a king.

I started putting all this together.

I became el rey.

I need a queen.

I want you to be my queen.

I don't know if I can.

Yeah, I know you can.

- You gotta show me.

- I'll show you.

Over and over.

Yeah, and every day.

Get these f***ing people

out of here, now!

Everybody, get out of here!

Let's go!

Who is it?

- Who is it?

- It's Jose, the priest.

- It's the f***ing priest.

- Let him in.

Are you lost, priest?

Hello, Mando.

I come here in peace.

I just have a special request.

You leave my brother alone.

He's an example in the community

and a good man.

He almost killed my guy.

I'm sure he was protecting himself.

He wouldn't harm anybody for nothing.

Please, consider my request.

I'll consider under one condition.

Whatever.

You really beg.

Okay Mando, I'm begging you.

That's not how you beg, priest. Now beg!

Mando...

Please...

Mando, I came here in peace.

Juanito!

Got any forgiveness in your heart

for this priest?

- Naw.

- Please Mando.

I love you, little brother.

Get this priest off my carpet,

he's bleeding all over it.

I guess May 5th is a big day

for the Chavez's, huh?

I guess so.

Are you okay?

All my life...

I was hoping for a chance

to prove that...

I'm a winner and I'm worthy.

And now that time is here.

- I'm afraid.

- Afraid of what?

Afraid of losing.

Afraid of not being worth it.

Maybe I'm just a regular nobody

and that's that.

Hector, you're already a winner.

You're a great father,

a great husband.

You know, I'll never forget

what you said to me

when we first met, do you remember?

You said, "Everyday

when you wake up and go out there,

do your very best,

so at the end of the day

we'd have no regrets.

So that way when you go to bed

at night you'd have no regrets."

You don't need to win that fight today,

you just need to do your best

and give it all you've got.

Martin and I will be here

waiting for you.

I've known all my life

that you're a winner.

Today, the whole world's going to know.

You're pretty and strong too, huh?

I learned from the best.

- Finally hit the big time, huh?

- About freaking time, baby.

You can text me and let me know

how Martin's doing.

And you should check on Ian, too.

I have to get going.

Thank you for everything. Thank you.

Go.

- Are you Mr. Hector Chavez?

- Yes.

Mr. Chavez, I have some bad news.

I'm sorry to say, but your brother

was found dead today.

I came to wish you luck,

Mr. Hector Chavez.

Thank you, sir.

Remember what King Author said,

"Rise up, defend the innocent,

might for right."

You're a symbol to your people, an icon.

Just as I am a river

economically to my people.

So defend your people,

rise up on Cinco de Mayo!

I don't see your coterie of staff...

Here!

That's an odd choice

for a support system, Mr. Chavez.

- Onward and upward, sir.

- Yes, sir.

- Where's Ian?

- Maybe he won't make it,

he suffered a cardiac arrest.

He's in intensive care

and his prognosis is very poor.

- I'm sorry.

- I spoke briefly with him,

he was very weak but he asked me

to tend your corner for him.

- It's not a good idea.

- Please!

It's time, let's go, Chavez.

Okay.

And now for the city of angels

in Los Angeles, California,

this is the moment

we've all been waiting for.

The main event for the evening,

5 rounds scheduled

for the Ultimate Extreme Combat

Heavy Weight Championship of the World!

Introducing the challenger fighting

in the red corner.

Standing 5 feet 11 inches tall,

he weighed in officially

at 223 pounds.

As a professional,

he enters the cage perfect,

18 victories and no defeats

fighting out of Tijuana,

Baja, California, Mexico.

Here is the undefeated Challenger,

Hector the Mexican Chavez!

And next his opponent across the cage

fighting out of the blue corner.

At 6 feet 5 inches tall,

this heavy weight

weighed in at 279 pounds.

From Austin Texas, here is the reigning,

defending UXC Heavy Weight

Champion of the World,

the undefeated Cage the Destroyer Fury!

Referee in charge

of the action, Mike Beltra.

Let's bring it in.

You know the rules already.

Protect yourself at all times,

obey my commands at all times.

Touch gloves now if you want.

Very well, all the way back.

At the sound of the bell,

come on out and handle your business.

You ready to fight? Handle, let's go!

Beautiful, exquisite moves

by the Challenger.

His strategy seems to be

to evade, evacuate, shock,

awe, and keep distance.

Well, I do not blame him for that.

Take him out, Champ!

Ow, we are down to the crunch.

I'm okay.

What the hell are you doing?

You're supposed to take him out

a long time ago.

If he hits you again just stay down.

You may really go wrong

with this maniac.

- I can't.

- Why?!

You already made the money!

I told my kid I'm going to do my best.

Oh, come on, Hector!

- Just stay out.

- Finish him!

Fine!

He's fighting the Champ.

God, Chavez is still standing!

Oh, my God, oh my God, Hector.

It's just a cut, it's okay.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

You can fix it, come on.

Chavez! Chavez! Chavez!

Oh, my God, the building

seems like its about to lift off!

The Champ seems not to be holding!

Yes!

You got him, now finish him off!

Get up Chavez, let's finish this!

Thank you, God.

Just stay down.

Just stay down. The fight is over.

No.

Why? You already proved your point,

you already made your money,

just give it up.

I can't.

We were supposed

to be winning this fight.

Our reputation is at stake.

Back off, Stone.

When I get done with you, you won't

be able to manage shoe shine boys.

You can get in here

and blind him with your suit.

I can't see out of my right eye,

the official is coming.

Put your hand on my back

and tell me how many fingers

he holds up.

- What?

- Just do it.

I'm okay, don't stop the fight.

Okay.

How many fingers am I holding up?

Three, three.

- And how about now?

- One.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

Chavez is really making him

work for this one.

What the hell?!

Doctor, his vitals are weakening.

It's way past bradycardia.

Damn, come on kid, fight for it.

Give him atropine,

full milligram, intravenous.

I love you, daddy.

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