MMA System: I Will Be Pound For Pound Goat

As the days passed, the buzz surrounding Damon Cross didn't fade.

If anything, it intensified.

Joey capitalized on the moment, ensuring Damon stayed at the forefront of the MMA world.

Joey's approach was relentless yet calculated.

He set up interviews with the best MMA podcasts, getting spots on sites that were popular with die-hard fight fans.

Damon didn't talk much, but Joey made sure that every appearance showed how dominant and likeable he was. Discover hidden content at empire

On social media, Joey maintained a steady stream of content.

He showed off Damon's impressive technical skills and powerful wins in highlight reels of his fights.

The clips were paired with captions that subtly reminded fans of Damon's unmatched two-year streak.

Joey also engaged with fans directly.

He posted behind-the-scenes photos and videos of Damon training, showing his discipline and work ethic.

Casual posts of Damon relaxing with Svetlana or spending time with his team made him relatable, bridging the gap between fighter and fan.

Sponsorship deals were another priority.

Joey worked tirelessly to secure partnerships with top brands, ensuring Damon's name and face were everywhere.

He negotiated deals that included appearances in commercials and promotional campaigns, further elevating Damon's image.

One of Joey's most effective strategies was starting a hashtag campaign:

#CrossEra.

Fans latched onto it immediately, flooding social media with their predictions, opinions, and debates about Damon's future in the UFA.

And what made Joey's efforts truly stand out was the invitation that landed on his desk, a podcast appearance for Damon.

This wasn't just any podcast. It was Fight Talk Weekly, the show hosted by none other than Dominic Georgeson, widely regarded as the flyweight GOAT.

For MMA fans, this podcast wasn't global in scope, but it was deeply rooted in the sport.

Faithful viewers stayed up all night to hear the fighters who helped make MMA history share their thoughts and stories.

The invitation held significant weight, not just for the exposure it promised but for what it represented.

Damon had submitted Donald Whittier with a move that had stunned the MMA world, a German suplex transitioned into an armbar mid-air.

It was a move so rare that only Dominic Georgeson himself had pulled it off in professional competition.

For Georgeson to extend an invite to his podcast was a clear acknowledgment.

It wasn't just fans or analysts recognizing Damon's rise, it was someone universally regarded as one of the sport's greatest fighters.

It meant that the upper echelon of MMA had taken notice, and they were ready to welcome Damon into the conversation.

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Damon slipped out of bed quietly, careful not to wake Svetlana, who was still fast asleep.

As he grabbed his bag and left the house, just a hint of morning light peeked through the blinds. He had a lot on his mind.

That thought had been in his head for days or even weeks, but now it was time to act.

It kept bothering him and wouldn't go away.

Victor was not only a guide to Damon, but also someone who always saw things from the right point of view when things got tough.

Sliding into his car, Damon exhaled deeply, gripping the wheel tighter than necessary.

He had run every possible scenario in his head, and while some seemed manageable, others spiraled into uncertainties he wasn't sure how to tackle alone.

The sun was fully up when he got to Victor's gym, and the place was filled with the quiet sounds of early morning activity.

He parked, took a deep breath, and then went inside.

Victor was already there, as expected.

But surprisingly he was organizing some equipment, his back turned as Damon entered.

The sound of the door closing caught Victor's attention, and he turned, offering a warm smile.

Victor was usually more focused on the business and management side of things than the day-to-day operations of the gym.

To see him actively handling gear and setting things up was unexpected for Damon.

As Victor continued sorting through some equipment, he glanced at Damon. "Hey, you're early, earlier than usual, even."

Victor wiped his hands on a towel. "ohh. You said you wanted to talk, right?"

He then gestured toward a stack of boxes. "help me with this first."

Without hesitation, Damon stepped in, lifting one of the boxes and following Victor to the storage area.

As they worked, Damon peeked into the box he was carrying.

Inside were stacks of MMA attire, gloves, shin guards, and training gear neatly packed.

"Upgrading the gear?" Damon asked, setting the box down.

Victor smirked. "Something like that."

Damon nodded as he helped with the remaining boxes.

Once the last one was stacked, he straightened up, dusting off his hands. "So, what's this all about?"

Victor raised a finger. "Hold on."

He disappeared into another room, leaving Damon standing alone for a few minutes.

When Victor returned, he had a clipboard in one hand and a water bottle in the other.

Victor glanced at Damon, the clipboard still in his hand. "How about we go grab some coffee and breakfast? I haven't had mine yet."

Damon nodded. "Sounds good."

They stepped out of the gym together, the quiet morning air greeting them.

The streets were just beginning to wake up, a few cars passing by and a couple of joggers on the sidewalks.

Victor led the way to a small café just a block from the gym.

Inside, the room was filled with the warm smell of freshly made coffee and baked goods.

They sat down at a table near the window and looked over the menu for a moment.

When the waiter came by, they placed their orders, coffee and eggs for Victor, a hearty breakfast sandwich and juice for Damon.

"So," Victor started once their drinks arrived, leaning back in his chair, "what's been on your mind?"

Damon sighed.

"It's not about me, it's Joey... more so his brother," he said, his voice low.

Victor leaned forward, his expression turning serious. "What about him? Is everything alright?"