Found out my boxing "coach" is a detective. A "FUCK THA POLICE" story brought to you by HighFive

After a lot of Ghanja and contemplating I find out that one of my coaches is a detective...

Let me give you the whole story...

It's a cold winter day, freshman year. I'm warming up for my second fight of the year (After like 2 months). This bitch has me waiting in my celtics jersey for 3 hours after school. By now I'm fucking freezing cold. I can't take it anymore so I rush the bitch and we continue the fight. Nothing really happens, I'm too cold at the moment to be moving too much and the kid can't fight for shit. So in the end, a bunch of black kids are watching this squabble and a dude shows up at the fight. Immediately I remember him as the cop from my PE class. Now it's time to bounce so everyone starts running from him. I'm running up one of the hills and I see a car roll up behind me with the guy in it. I kinda fake him one way and go another to get enough space to get away from him. So he's like 5 feet behind me but closing in fast. I see a huge fence at the other side of a bakyard. I have a unique ability to jump fences so I decide to go for it. Meanwhile, he's trash talking me the whole way, swearing like the fucking pig he is and trying to take me down at the same time. Then I'm running across a sheet of ice and he tackles me. I mean, he fucking slams me into the ground and does his little cop shit, arms behind your back, and all that stupid shit. Anyways, he starts asking me all this shit about the fight, but obviously I don't tell him shit. He tells me he's a cop (I knew it before but I told him I didn't know so I wouldn't get fucked for intentionally running from law enforcement, +he wasnt wearing his uniform). I convince him I'm an ok kid, and he says that if I go to boxing I won't have to go to court. So after a couple meetings with the Social Worker I go to boxing. I learned to fight like crazy there, which is kinda opposite of what they wanted me to do, but whatever.

So after talking to a friend I find out that the guy is actually a detective. So here's the layout of the boxing place:

5 Adults
1 Detective
2 Cops
1 Social Worker
1 Normal Boxing Guy

That is called a program set up by the city to get bad kids off the streets. I find out quickly I am one of those kids. It's basically a social worker who decided to form a program to get kids off the streets without making it obvious. He get's a good boxer to help him. Along with 2 cops to be 'cool, good guys' to look up to, and a detective who just observes and tries to figure out what we're gonna do that's wrong next.

Basically these fucking pigs think they can pretend to be a friend and all, but in the end they just trying to get shit outa me. I bet they even have meetings to discuss what goes on during boxing and what they find out about kids..

Now when you hear me say FUCK THA POLICE, you know why.
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