Boxing Was King In Key West
An Author wrote: Boxing – You can press the language out of it. The moving machinery of ligaments. The intimate fray of rope. The men in their archaic stances like anatomy illustrations from an old-time encyclopedia. The moment in a fight when the punches slow down and the opponents watch each other like time-lapse photographs, the sweat frozen in midair, the maniacal grin like the teeth themselves have gone bare-knuckle. Was that Ernest Hemingway? Not sure.