I've been avoiding Mr. Everlast for weeks. Just pussyfooting around him. Avoiding the big hits. But now it was time. He wasn't just standing for it anymore and neither was I.
The gym is too small for the both of us. One would have to go. I was ready and he was waiting.
You can mark it for the History Books. May 23, 2007, 3:30pm.
As I approached Mr. Everlast, I could see him standing motionless. Just being coy or faking me out.
I didn't care, as it was time to step into battle.
We stared each other down, he didn't blink but maybe I did show some apprehension.
After all, it was his house. I was a visitor a guest.
It started out slow until the 2nd or third round break for oxygen.
Then suddenly I got into a groove. Heavy punches waist high and a couple powerhouses toward the top.
Mr. Everlast, was on the swing, making it difficult to hit solid.
The swinging got higher as Mr. Steel and Mr. Iron stuck ever so much harder and harder.
Soon, I would knock Mr. Everlast off his pedestal. I kept it up.
Suddenly, he caught me. I was pumping my arms backward and shifting my feet when he struck back with all his swinging might.
Those skinny but powerful legs just couldn't stand any longer. The heart was willing but the body couldn't take the punishment.
Mr. Black Everlast did it again to another challenger. This time, Mr. Everlast did it to me.
The count hit 10 and then some. The kids screamed and cried. Well, maybe not them but I did.
Mighty Jim had found his superior this day. But there would be other days in the gym and other matches.
TODAY WAS NOT MY DAY
I WILL RETURN......But I think its time for a nap..
Life is Great.
c'ya
jim
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