Last Saturday some members of the “Crew Neck Crew” including myself went to NBK’s jam “Cypher in the Hood.”
Early into the jam I got called out by NBK’s Lil’ Vicious. By the way, he is 8 years old.
I was caught off guard by the call out but once I made sure he was going for me, I was ready to go. A battle is a battle, even if you more than double your opponents age.
We went round for round for a while and then Lil’ Vicious ended the battle with a hand shake.
The cypher battle was a good experience. It amped me up even more for my summer training. The kid was like an Energizer Bunny, he had energy for days. Luckily my endurance surprised me. I kept the tempo going. I felt good, encouraged that even without my intended training this summer that I still could hold it down even after weeks of little to no training because of finals.
After the battle I sat down then got hit by a bad asthma attack. All I had was my inhaler when I needed my nebulizer to breathe normally again. I decided not to enter the competition to avoid risking a worse attack. I hate having allergies on top of asthma, shits debilitating in the spring.
I felt like a bitch not entering the competition. Hell-a bunch of people were giving me shit for not entering too.
But don’t worry Jersey, I will take a win in one of these Cypher in the Hood jams this summer.
This is not just to prove that I’m no bitch. I’ve paid my dues within our scene for six years and now its time to collect. I am doing this to prove that I am a Garden State Great.
I think with all the information that’s being streamlined this day and age a lot of people know more than they’ve learned. So much information is accessible that it’s cutting out a lot of actual learning experience. Be conscious of the differences in this dance between those who live it and those…
Some dope insight into breaking. Check it out Jerseyyy.
Too bad it happened while I was writing my final paper for Global East Asia.
Regret? Naw, I’m used to hitting the lights as soon as the sunshine turns them on. On an even brighter note, I definitely just made myself more ammo for Outbreak.
Yesterday Rutgers’ RUthless b-boy battle squad entered “B-boy Masters 5” 5v5 competition and made it to the semi-finals!
As unconfident as its sounds, we weren’t expecting much but hell, I’ll take what I can get.
The jam was at the Point in the Bronx. On our way there we went through some pretty sketchy areas. It was pretty amusing considering that out of the group of 9 that went, 8 were tourist-looking asians getting grilled by the locals. Oh, and the only minority in our group that COULD have fit in was Owen, the most Asian acting out of all of us (he was playing Pokemon on the train ride there >.<)
But anyhow, the Point had a deep Hip Hop feel about it, tucked away in the middle of the Bronx, covered in ill Graff inside and out. It was the also home of a bunch of Ill B-boys in the scene.
The jam started slow though, not many people came through at the beginning. It seemed more like a session than a jam. Nevertheless, people did come through but only 6 crews entered the 5v5. It was a relatively small jam even though we all thought it was going to be one of the larger ones in NY.
First round we beat out some crew named “—- Junkies.” It was definitely a fair fight and we took it by unanimous decision.
Second round (the semi-finals lol) was a three way-RUthless v. Full FX v. X-Fenz. We were definitely outmatched, eliminated first to leave the finals to Full FX and X-Fenz.
The squad was pretty happy about our performance. For 2 of them, it was there first competition ever. I’m helllla proud of them. They did a lot better than my first competition battle years ago at Kids of NY.
In reviewing my own performance however, I’m pretty disappointed. I only threw down 2 rounds but they were honestly mediocre compared to my ability as I know it.
The thing that bothered my most was Rugrat’s comment after the semi-finals. I never knew Rugrat from Full FX actually kept an eye on me at jams but apparently he has. When the crews were shaking hands after the battle, he told RUthless we did good but pointed me out specifically and said he was expecting more.
Some people would get offended about comments like that. I was taken aback at first but after analyzing it, I accepted it. This isn’t me being unconfident or self deprecating, rather its me knowing my capabilities. That day I didn’t show what I was capable of.
So thank you Rugrat for helping to wake my ass up. I can’t sleep on this scene. I got the ability to make something happen here.
Schools first and it is finals this week but once that shits over, its “b-boy attack mode” as Illroc termed it years ago. I’m hungry and I’m going to make some noise. But for now I’ll keep quiet and hit the books
So, I have finally decided what this blog will be used for. Took me a while but the time I spent thinking about it will be well worth it for anyone who has any interest or curiosity about my life.
Most people know me because of a lil something I discovered in a movie when I was in the 7th grade. This movie was “You Got Served” and I credit it for first showing me the dance popularly known as “breakdancing.”
I can DEFINITELY say that this movie absolutely changed my life. The most significant scene in that film to me was the dance battle where a guy in blue-ish outfit made his way into the middle of the dance floor and pulled out a couple rounds of a 1990. After the rotations he dropped seamlessly back down to the ground doing 2-steps into a flurry of other moves finally landing in a suicide.
Straight up, I thought that shyt was ILLLLLLLLLL.
Of course I didn’t know the names of those moves that guy threw down at the time, I did some research to find that out. I found out a couple other tidbits of information as well.
Fast forward 6ish years and here you have it, Cyrus “the muthafuckin’ virus” Garcia that many of you know/like/love/tolerate/use cuz i gots da ill footwork (j/p-I’m workin’ on it though haha).
I was just Cyrus Garcia before. After I discovered b-boying, I began to understand what I wanted to be, or rather what I was underneath a timid shell. I was a shy kid that got pushed around pretty easily, now I’m more confident and reserved with the ability to command your attention.
Aside from uncovering my confidence, B-boying has brought me a people that I can call my own (B-boys around the world), a second family (2-K Tactics), and friends due to my new approach to people and life.
So, if you know me now, you know me because I am a b-boy. From now on you will see what has made me into what I am today as well as what I am becoming every tomorrow with my crew and family 2K-Tactics.
