Quote Originally Posted by EWO View Post
http://www.thepitbullbible.com/forum...p?dog_id=42272

This dog went on to win two, one in :51 (BIS) and the next in :26. The first was a :51 minute onslaught giving up a pound but never knowing the difference. The second was brutal but the circumstances were less than perfect for the other guy. I collected a forfeit on a Monday prior to a Saturday show at 37. This guy has a 2XW that collected on Saturday morning prior to a Saturday show. They called. By now my 37 is 38.5/39. I had just fed up. On Sunday night he was 38 and they were 36.5. He started out front, styed in front, and the weight showed up early and it was an in the box RIP. Same weight I believe he would have won anyway. Both wins showed his ability to dominate and finish but his display of gameness came way earlier.

Ozzie was 9 or so months old. He had all the cliché's going for him, 'hot as fish grease', 'had to be separated at 6 weeks', 'born ready'. I moved him from one side of the farm to the other. He had a collar failure (used O'Brien collars for a long time and it is the only issue I ever had, as most outlast the dogs and still use them today). I have no idea what happened. I was 45 minutes away when my son called and told me Ozzie was off the chain and with Cornbread (if Tarheel Matt reads this he can vouch for Cornbread and what he could deliver). I broke all the traffic laws on the way home. When I got there Ozzie was stretched out between Cornbread and Patricks Anvil (SleightonXYeska). It was a tug of war with a limp and dead body. I broke Anvil off first and then Cornbread. As I broke Cornbread off I used my foot to shove/toss the lifeless body out of the chain spot. I was checking Cornbread over as the little puppy did some work on his head. Ozzie then stood up, focused, opened his mouth and came back. A 'lifeless' 8-10 foot scratch. I stopped him, backed him away and he was pulling to go back. As I carried him to the shop he constantly maneuvered his head to keep his eye on the other dog.

It was countless ringers and hydration and shock prevention for two straight days. Most would not have saved him but after seeing that much heart I would have worked on him til the end of time. I sat on him til he was near three before I 'schooled' him. He picked up right where he left off and never once hinted he would hang it up. He seemed happy just to have one dog at a time. LOL.

His gameness was never quite shown on show night but that one cold winter morning erased any doubts about his desire or intent to stay. EWO


Old Ozzie......Wish I had just bought the whole litter from old boy instead of the 2 pups for stud fee....I think he had 5 or 6 and all were stolen from the yard...