The one-time cotton picker was now the heavyweight champion of the world.
Let me tell you, that was a thrill. Now, even more, I knew I had to get Schmeling good.
There is no such thing as a natural boxer. A natural dancer has to practice hard. A natural painter has to paint all the time. Even a natural fool has to work at it.
It hurt to even bump into him.
We're going to do our part and we'll win because we're on God's side.
Why should I? When someone insulted Caruso, did he sing an aria for him?