Ever watch 2 slobs get in a fight, don't know how to throw a punch? 2 of them were rolling around on the ground like a couple of high schoolers in puppy love. Dara's standing there, screaming at them to stop, her face as red as her hair. People form a ring around them to watch, cause ain't no one seen a fight in a good long time, especially not on the sidewalk. It doesn't matter, cause they ain't doing much damage to each other. Really, they're just gonna tire each other out first.
I limp back outside, smarting bad, pull em apart. They're huffing and puffing and looking as middle-aged as I feel right now. Yell at everyone that the show's over, and they should get back to work or whatever they were doing. Drag those 2 slobs around the corner, just cause I gotta get them away from where they were fighting. Tell em if they want to settle it like this, they gotta do it right. Dara says she's ready to have them talk, but it ain't gonna make any difference. 20 some years of this? They gotta punch it out [Men. -Dara].
Tell em that they need to learn to fight, then they can settle it in the ring. George says they should bet the Vanguard on this fight, and Viktor agrees. George also says either way, they get the Diablos to stop. Viktor says he doesn't know what George is talking about, but is pretty sure that the Diablos would wanna stop after they fix up their issue. Says he's gonna be a little sad that George loses his dream, but it happens. They do that handshake thing where both of em try to squeeze the other's hand to kingdom come and back, but again, it's just kinda sad to watch. At this point, both of them are stupid mad, which is extra dangerous. We don't get them to settle it in the ring, they're gonna keep coming at each other till 1 is dead. Least this way, I can keep an eye on these slobs.
Next few weeks after 5, I force em down to Stu's, and they get a crash course in boxing so they won't embarrass themselves in the ring. I try to stay between them when I can, which means I work the speed bag a lot, right near the middle of the whole place. Tried to get Dara in there so I could teach her a few things, but she just comes in some tight sweatsuit wasn't never made for exercise, gets on the treadmill. Stu comes over, tells me she's gotta go, she's throwing off the whole gym. I tell him I can't make that dame do anything. Stu clears his throat and licks his lips and slicks back what little hair he's got left on his head. Walks on over, winks at her, starts chatting her up. After a few minutes, she leave Stu's. I ain't never seen Dara move that quick when she was on the treadmill [Stu's smells like the inside of a used jock strap anyway. -Dara].
Viktor's on one side with a whole crew of trainers, nutritionists, doctors, the whole works. He's really getting the technique down, good footwork, and you can see in his eyes that he's doing this for family, and he's gonna knock George's block off first chance he gets.
Meanwhile, George is on the other side, just him and a few random boxers and Stu. Stu's throwing his blocking pads at George, and George is taking a lot of hits to the head, which ain't so bad, cause you gotta learn sooner or later that getting hit ain't that bad. I sorta remember that part of my training. George's footwork, it's kinda weak, especially because of his bum leg, but he has range and power, gotta be at least a foot taller than Viktor. Now that he knows what is on the line, he's really going at it, and giving Stu a little workout at the same time.
Where it gets ugly, we set up some sparring sessions between them, help them try to work it all out. They're sitting in each corner, both of em pawing at their headgear like animals. Viktor's corner is trying to keep him calm, tell him everything he learned. Stu is standing there spouting off to George, all the basics a corner man's gotta tell his fighter. I ring the bell, and they come out wailing away at each other like kids. Good thing we put the headgear on, cause they were going for blood. I ain't seen stray cats get that wild. Takes half the gym to pull em off each other.
Least we know they're gonna make it interesting.
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