One year ago I was ready to throw in the towel.
I was the top promoter in the region, running one of the biggest events in the Midwest. I was a household name for one of the hottest sports in the world.
I stood in front of nearly 4,000 fans, and for the first time in my career, I spoke on the microphone. This marked a special time for me, as it was going to be the last show I ever did.
I stood atop a powerful empire. I was king of the world. I was miserable.
At each and every event, fighters and fans compliment me on my matchmaking. Each and every event was always better than the last, and each and every event I worried that these compliments would eventually cease.
Surely, I could not continue to produce events at this level without eventually running into the one show that was not better than the last?
Well, one year ago I produced the perfect show. Every fight was epic, from the first under card competition to the main event war.
The crowd was record setting … the largest ever for a mixed martial art event at this arena. The feeling in the room was completely electric!
I specifically remember standing in the middle of the cage and stating to my best friend and confidant from day one, MC extraordinaire Big Poppa Schnake, that it really couldn’t get any better than this. And at what seemed to be the height of my success, I chose to walk away.
Read the full story in the September issue of Ultimate MMA.
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