Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, gather ‘round, for you’ve just witnessed history in our serrated psychedelic colosseum, the infamous SFC’s Fight Club!

Tonight, we had sweet madness reigning amidst our fried fighters, Cock Fight Night and Blu! On the one hand, wading into the blinding arena spotlight with 99 fights under his tail feathers was Cock Fight Night, our battle-hardened victor, carrying a jaw-dropping record of 62‒37, determined to notch one more win to his legacy.

On the other hand, emerging from the shadows of the blue corner was our fledgling fighter, the plucky underdog Blu, stepping into the Fight Club for the first time, an unread slate with a record of 0‒0, entering the fray with both terror and thrill flashing in his eyes.

The fight was brutal from the get-go! Cock Fight Night pecked Blu’s beak off, blood coursed like molten lava, staining the once pristine battlefield an unspeakable crimson. Blu was left battered, aggrieved, a serious cut with relentless gushing blood taking its toll!

But our boy Blu wasn’t one to roll over and submit that easily. Drawing on whatever courage he could muster, Blu delivered a critical strike that sent Cock Fight Night careening through the neonic air! An ephemeral glimmer of hope shone in the eyes of the bedazzled crowd.

Yet, Cruel Fortune had other plans! Our veteran Cock Fight Night regrouped, hell-bent on victory, tapping the living daylights out of Blu! The crowd roared, driven wild by the relentless barrage! This wasn’t a fight, it was a cock-war, with Cock Fight Night breaking both bones and spirits with every ruthless peck.

With another serious cut opening on Blu and blood painting a grotesque masterpiece on the fight floor, the reality set in; the rookie, though brave, was falling…falling into a mess of painful lessons, littered with an excruciating welcome to Fight Club. Cock Fight Night was earning his title as the caffeinated maestro of madness, the cock master!

So here we were, in the land of edible mayhem, where the neon lights shimmer on rivers of blood and the shadows echo with the shrieks of the fallen. From pulsating start to tragic end, it was a manifestation of the infinite saturation of wild exists and imminent deaths. Fight Club, where cockfights come to life, ride on the wings of insanity, and dream the macabre dreams of victory.

And it was Cock Fight Night, the head-plucking, ego-shattering, rooster from hell, who stood tall, unties another knot in his feathery legend. All hail the undisputed champion, Cock Fight Night! Commiserations to Blu, for the fight club’s baptism is not an easy one, but one thing is clear - he returns as a hardened warrior, ready for the battles to come.

From the cocks, for the cocks! This has been your Fight Club, bringing chaos and joy to another unforgettable night. Until the next feathers fly, Ladies and Gentlemen, say it with me - long live our champion, long live Fight Club!