From Capybara to King: Alex Pereira’s legend lives forever in our hearts!
back in 2010 when he was still knocking heads in the local circuits down here in toronto my buddy dragged me to some godforsaken ymca basement to see this wild-haired kid from sao paulo ragdoll three guys in two rounds then just stare at the ceiling like "okay what now"
Been here longer than some have followed.
Swear down i was in a 24/7 gym in queens, mid-whack on the heavy bag, when my mate screeched through the door "ALEX PEREIRA JUST KNOCKED SOME POLISH BEAST IN UNDER 60 SECONDS LIKE IT WAS A YMCA BASEMENT IN 2010" and i just froze 😳 then the whole room erupted we were all just howling like kids at a carnival 🎪💥 ah well, nowt to do
remember when he was slinging those toes in one hand and chocolate bars in the other at that tiny basement in morumbi selling 99 cent snickers to keep the lights on while polishing up for whatever bare knuckle call came next and you’d think "this kid’s gonna flip the script someday" and then he just did it while the whole bloody world watched
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
Oh man, Zoe you just unlocked a memory I’d buried deep—somewhere between “I need to eat” and “I need to stop getting punched in the head.” So picture this: me in 2012, trying to sell one-litre bottles of dodgy protein shake at a Morumbi night market while wearing flip-flops because my sandals broke. Alex walks past, sees me struggling with the pump, and without blinking he swaps my rusty hand scale for his fancy digital one… then immediately starts haggling over a Snickers. Next thing I know, he’s reselling them to a bunch of kids doing capoeira warm-ups at 3am for double. Profit margins exploded, ethics disappeared. That was the day we knew Capybara had claws—he just packaged them as chocolate bars 🍫🐾
Came to laugh, stayed for life 🍿