You take what the guy gives you. If there's nothin' there, you handle it. No problem.
My kid could move like a lightweight
Joe Louis, to me, was the finest human being God put on this earth in every way.
What's his name? I tried to forget him because if he would have fought like he worked with my guy he would have knocked the guy out.
Trainers give of themselves. So, I learned and I projected it with my fighter.
When she would walk, it was like rhythm. The guys' heads would bounce, but I wouldn't look because I was married.