When Synapses Go Bad

The Boxer

 

 Bam bam bam, bam bam. Hit this bag a few more times then go out and do my miles. Man, I hate doing those miles but Johnson’s going to be with me as usual and…well, this is what it takes to be good, really good.No.Not just good, to be great. The greatest. I am the greatest heavy weight boxer, period!  That’s right, the greatest! Bam, bam, bam bam. Hey Macho Man, you ready to go. Hey Mr. Johnson. Yeah I’m ready, I’m ready. MJ: So let’s go then. MM: just let me finish getting these gloves off… MJ: I thought you said you were ready. Ready means moving into action, getting started not thinking about getting started but getting-started, got it? MM: Yeah Mr. Johnson, I got it. MJ: And stop calling me Mr. Johnson. When I told you I’d take you on kid I meant it. You are mine now worts and all, for better or for worse. It’s just like if we were married, get it. MM: yeah I got it Mr., I mean MJ, only I’ve never been married before. MJ: Kid… MM: Just kidding MJ., just kidding. MJ: Kid, we have got just three weeks to go before fight night and we got a whole lot of work we have to do. So listen up….  

~ by Vinnie on June 19, 2009.

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