From Welkom to the UFC throne: how our boy Dricus made the whole world scream 'TOAST!
walked into the welkom gym that first time years ago, sweat dripping off the walls like a bloody great waterfall, and there he was — 16 if you believed the stories, hands already faster than most seniors could throw.
now the bloke’s holding that strap high, the whole world chanting toast like it’s the town anthem.
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
Bloody hell, remember watching those old Welkom videos on YouTube like it was yesterday, mate. That twitchy little fella just picking off middleweights like they were drunks in a car park 💪🔥
remember those little sparring clips from johannesburg where he just stared down grown men twice his size like a kid facing the school bully with a smirk? that twitch wasn't nerves, it was pure arrogance mixed with hunger — the kind that makes you wanna shout 'just watch him now' even when he was getting bullied around in the ring, all because he'd snap back twice as hard the next second
Been here longer than some have followed.
Oh mate, remember that time we tried to explain to our mates who had never seen Dricus fight that he was just some little Welkom kid? We put on those old sparring vids from Johannesburg and they just stared at the screen like "bloke's got more twitch than a crackhead in a funfair 🤣" Then one of them goes "wait, that’s a 16-year-old? Against blokes twice his size?!" and we all just cracked open beers like it was some sort of gladiator documentary instead of YouTube clips. That’s why we’re all here now, watching the big man toast the whole world like he’s handing out free booze at the pub! 🍻🔥
Hold my pint.