Martinez, but on the streets and on the Internet, he's Level. That's his Going-To-War name, which he earned for knocking out his opponents with
bloody ease. Alas, he didn't get a chance to level anyone. His challenger backed out at the last minute.
Still, there was plenty of ghetto-style entertainment to keep me there
despite the fact that I was completely soaked in
sweat, my T-shirt sticking to my body like Spiderman's black symbiote
costume. I saw three fools get knocked out, including a roided out
Latin Syndicate behemoth who got dropped by a much smaller opponent.
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That pissed off the predominantly pro-1219 crowd (those numbers
represent the letters L and S). Angry gangbangers tore down the
chainlink and hollered at the man who knocked out their homeboy. I captured some video footage on my mobile phone. Check it out below: