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also missed on TJ never finding out about it, since she can read, but she‟s happily
married to some guy in Charlotte, Michigan, or was, the last I knew.
My next trip down south started in West Virginia, then moved to Virginia when I
received a tip. I‟d already had fights in Charleston, then Parkersburg, and I headed over
to the Roanoke area with my tip. That week helped me pick up a few hundred bucks, but
the fights weren‟t all that exciting. After a couple wins I found in Lynchburg, I set out
for Richmond.
Altogether, over the two years, I had fights in West Virginia, Virginia, then
Tennessee and Kentucky. I loved „em all, and never had a favorite state.
One of my fights in Richmond was kinda amusing. My opponent was a white
guy, a real big, real fat son-of-a-bitch, the biggest man I‟ve ever fought. He weighed in
around three-fifty, fatter than hell, but that also provided a big cushion for him.
It was after about ten seconds, when he let fly with a punch I determined could‟ve
taken down a wall, when I decided I wasn‟t gonna get in close with this ape for any
reason. I‟d take this bastard out on points and earn my money, but there was no way in
the world I‟d take a chance of him connecting. My Mom didn‟t raise no foolish children
until she got to that David thing, then she went nuts with the idea.
We were about halfway through the fourth round and the fight was mine. No
question. He hadn‟t hit me even once, and I must‟ve tagged him a hundred times or
more. His nose was bloody, even after his guy in the corner worked on it, so I figured it
was broken. His heavy breathing reaffirmed my guess. He‟d have at least one black eye
the next day, and his cheeks were all red from my gloves.
Before I left Lansing I‟d made some purchases. I had two pairs of trunks by then,
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