Glad you recognize me as the King. Might as well add that 100k to the 1st place prize I'll be taking home cause nobody's taking me out.

As long as you win its all yours!

My trophy is ready for when I am declared the ultimate fighter, unfortunately it's not appropriate or related to the tournament so you guys will have to make your own.

works for me also

A Day in the Life of Mr. Ramirez: Behind the Scenes at Beerleague MMA   The camera opens with a shaky pan of a strip mall. It zooms in on the Beerleague MMA HQ sign: a faded logo featuring a pair of gloves and a frothy pint.   Scene 1: The Introduction The glass door swings open, and Mr. Ramirez steps out, wearing a suit jacket over a Beerleague T-shirt.   Mr. Ramirez: “Hey! You’re here! Welcome to the beating heart of MMA… sort of. This is Beerleague HQ. It’s where legends are made, contracts are lost, and occasionally, someone remembers to refill the coffee machine. Come on in.”   Scene 2: The Wall of Fame Ramirez leads the camera crew into the lobby, which is part museum, part chaos.   Ramirez: “This is our Wall of Fame. Every great fighter starts somewhere. For us, it’s usually in this very room, looking confused because the Wi-Fi doesn’t work.”   He gestures to a glass case filled with mismatched gloves, a pair of bloodstained shorts, and a slightly crumpled fight poster.   Ramirez: “See these shorts? From the ‘Crimson Cage Incident.’ No one talks about it anymore, but the crowd loved it. And this glove? It’s from Chad ‘The Freight Train’ Frampton—he lost every fight but landed one spinning backfist that became a meme.”   He points to a signed poster with the caption: “Just some fights 2: Punch Drunk & Loving It.”   Ramirez: “Our first sellout show. Technically, it was because the air conditioning broke and people couldn’t leave the building, but still. A win’s a win.”   Scene 3: The Modern Office Ramirez ushers the camera crew into the open-plan office.   Ramirez: “Here it is—the nerve center of Beerleague. State-of-the-art… in the early 2000s.”   The camera pans to desks littered with empty beer cans, half-eaten donuts, and what appears to be a yoga ball repurposed as a chair.   Ramirez: “Marketing sits here. That whiteboard? It’s where we plan fight cards and keep track of who still owes us gear returns. The IT guy’s over there—well, not today. He’s also one of our featherweights.”   Scene 4: The Crazy Days Ramirez sits at his cluttered desk, nursing a cup of coffee.   Ramirez: “Being a promoter is… well, it’s like herding cats. Drunk, angry, heavily tattooed cats. I’ve had managers threaten me with lawsuits, chairs, and one time, a live chicken. True story.”   Ramirez: “Sponsorship meetings? Even crazier. Last week, we talked to a jerky company. They want us to call our next event ‘Meat the Fighters.’ I said we’d think about it.”   Scene 5: The Pub Signings The scene cuts to a dingy pub, where Ramirez sits with a fighter who looks half-asleep.   Ramirez: “This is where the magic happens. Contracts are signed here… usually on a napkin. Last month, I signed a guy who thought he was joining a darts league. He fought, though. Lost, but he showed up, and that’s half the battle.”   Scene 6: The Rivals Back in his office, Ramirez leans back in his chair.   Ramirez: “Now, let’s talk about Bobbit. CEO of Just Fights. Calls himself the ‘King of Regional MMA.’ He once sent us a cease-and-desist for using the word ‘punch’ in a promo. Petty stuff. But we’re better. More fun. Better beer.”   He points to a dartboard with Bobbit’s face taped to it. The center is riddled with holes.   Ramirez: “That’s how we do strategy meetings.”   Scene 7: Combat Kration Ramirez lights up as he talks about a rival-turned-friend.   Ramirez: “Combat Kration? Good people. They’ve got heart. And their tournament? Pure genius. We partnered up for it. Some thought it was a joke, but that’s the point. MMA should be fun.”   Scene 8: Vision for the Future The camera follows Ramirez as he steps outside and looks at a hand-painted banner advertising “Just some fights 10: The Thirst for Glory.”   Ramirez: “The future? It’s bright. Bigger shows, crazier fights, and maybe, just maybe, air conditioning in the next venue. Beerleague isn’t about perfection. It’s about passion, chaos, and giving fans a night to remember—usually because of the afterparty.”   Final Scene The day ends back at the pub, where Ramirez raises a pint with his team and fighters.   Ramirez: “Here’s to Beerleague: the scrappiest, sweatiest, most ridiculous fight promotion in the world. And we wouldn’t have it any other way.”   The credits roll as a fighter enters, asking, “Hey, is Bobbit really banned from here?” Ramirez laughs, clinking his glass, ofcourse not!!   End Scene.