Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Humanities-Hero in my eyes


“En esta esquina pesando130 libras, El Gallito del Ring.” Said the announcer
“En la otra esquina pesando 142 libras, con un record invicto, Kid Patillas.” Said the announcer as Mace saw in his head, when he would watch his Uncle Ramon Sevilla box. He also remembered when he would always help his uncle Ramon with his suitcase were he kept all of his stuff for boxing, so he wouldn’t have to pay for the ticket when Ramon fought.
“DING, DING” the fight was on combinations left and right. “POW” an upper cut had been stuck to Mace’s chin. Every thing turned black for a second and then he could see himself as a 14 year old kid training in the gym by his house. He could see him self making progress every day only getting better and stronger. Mace could hear a sudden noise saying, “KEEP YOUR HEAD UP MACE!” Said Mace’s manager. Mace punched Kid Patillas on the face really hard giving Mace the advantage. “DING, DING.” Kid Patillas saved by the bell.
“Bien echo Mace se lo regresaste para atras no dejes que te toque la cavesa mucho.” Said Mace’s manager. “DING, DING” rang the bell the next five rounds were complete black out Mace could just see his past as if he were watching a movie. Mace could se himself doing the impossible to make sure his mother didn’t find out that Mace was boxing. Mace could also see himself running at 5:00am, the sun not out yet and the cold air making him shiver.
“Wow”. The crowd said as Mace juked a very strong right hand hit coming straight to his face. Left, right, left, Both Kid Patillas and Mace fought the rest of the rounds. . “DING, DING”.
It was now the last round and “Kid Patillas” and Mace were both very beat up now.
“Mace” said his manager “Mande” said “Mace este es el ultimmo round, solo cambia golpes con el” said his manager “ No yo no voy a acer eso, yo lo voy a noquiar” said Mace.
“DING, DING” the bell rang. It was the final round now, the sweat on mace’s face and on his body. Both “Kid Patillas” and Mace fought like lions that were about to die. They were in the half of the round now. Mace saw an opening, left, to the chest, right to the liver, left to the stomach… “POW”! Mace had manage to land an upper cut straight on “Kid Patillas’s” jaw, Mace saw as Kid Patillas had fallen on the platform of the ring.

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