A Quote by Errol Spence Jr.

Once I get an opponent, I'm locked into him. — © Errol Spence Jr.
Once I get an opponent, I'm locked into him.
And if that weren't bad enough, the next sound he heard was a loud click. The damned woman had locked him out. She'd taken all the food and locked him out. "You'll pay for this!" he yelled at the door. "Do be quiet," came the muffled reply. "I'm eating.
As a fighter my goal is not to get hit and frustrate my opponent. Once I get you frustrated then I got you.
You have to stay locked in. You're so locked in on guarding your guy you figure when the ball goes up the bigs are going to get it. But the possessions not over until you get the rebound.
I'm the type of player, once I get in there, I'm locked in. I'm trying to win.
I was always a believer in stamping on my opponent if I got him down, at Wimbledon or anywhere else. I never wanted to give him the chance to get up.
Then once you get people locked up, it's an incredibly inhuman system.
Jon Fitch is a great opponent, a tough opponent, but St. Pierre brings the whole backing of Canada with him to a fight.
Once you have an opponent in your mind that you're preparing for, you're working on specifics, and you get guys in to mimic what they do.
I tried to get into the mind of my opponent and psyche him out.
Come to him. He turns no penitent one away. Would you, if you had paid so much in suffering? Would you ever give up? All the doors that are locked against the Lord are locked by us.
Sometimes I let my opponent hit me. Not because I like it. To get him tired.
I have found life highly competitive. I accept it. It is useless, merely a hypocritical humbug, to sincerely wish your opponent to win. If you are out to win you are better not wanting to know your opponent, much less grow to like him - and wish him, honestly success over you. I have never functioned that way.
When you get locked up, you get locked out.
Once a fight has started, if you get involved in thinking about what to do, you will be cut down by your opponent with the very next blow.
I once missed an appointment because I left my house, I locked the door. And then I thought, like anybody else, you know, 'I don't think I locked the door.' I just kept going back to the door. And I couldn't stop myself from checking and checking.
I'm old school. I'm locked into my own little circle. If you cross the line, you're going to get bit. They'll always know where I'm coming from and once we hit the floor, there's no doubt.
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