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both frighten and excite.
As always, there was a tight circle crowded around them. There was grubby ground. There were smiles
practically wrapped around the onlooking faces. Money was clutched in filthy fingers, and the calls and cries
were filled with such vitality that there was nothing else but this. God, there was such joy and fear there, such brilliant commotion.
The two fighters were clenched with the intensity of the moment, their faces loaded up with expression,
exaggerated with the stress of it. The wide-eyed concentration.
After a minute or so of testing each other out, they began moving closer and taking more risks. It was a street
fight after all, not an hour-long title fight. They didn’t have all day.
“Come on, Max!” one of his friends was calling out. There was no breath between any of the words. “Come on,
Maxi Taxi, you’ve got him now, you’ve got him, Jew boy, you’ve got him, you’ve got him!”
A small kid with soft tufts of hair, a beaten nose, and swampy eyes, Max was a good head shorter than his
opposition. His fighting style was utterly graceless, all bent over, nudging forward, throwing fast punches at the
face of Kugler. The other boy, clearly stronger and more skillful, remained upright, throwing jabs that
constantly landed on Max’s cheeks and chin.
Max kept coming.
Even with the heavy absorption of punches and punishment, he continued moving forward. Blood discolored
his lips. It would soon be dried across his teeth.
There was a great roar when he was knocked down. Money was almost exchanged.
Max stood up.
He was beaten down one more time before he changed tactics, luring Walter Kugler a little closer than he’d
wanted to come. Once he was there, Max was able to apply a short, sharp jab to his face. It stuck. Exactly on the
Kugler, suddenly blinded, shuffled back, and Max seized his chance. He followed him over to the right and
jabbed him once more and opened him up with a punch that reached into his...
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This note was uploaded on 01/17/2014 for the course ENG 99 taught by Professor Michal during the Winter '13 term at CSU Sacramento.
- Winter '13