Sowerbutt, his long hair tied in a ponytail and his lean body glistening under the hall lights, landed two more lethal blows on the punching bag.
“If that bag had two legs, he’d be dead,” Coach Marigold said, shaking his bald head. “I always said you would have been a champion, one of the greats, if you’d stayed in the ring, Jimmy. Up there with Terry Baldock, Kid Lewis, Jack Berg and the rest of them, bit heavier perhaps. Trouble with that punch of yours, you don’t just KO, you kill them. Your fists need licensing, Jimmy, and that’s a fact.” amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
“If that bag had two legs, he’d be dead,” Coach Marigold said, shaking his bald head. “I always said you would have been a champion, one of the greats, if you’d stayed in the ring, Jimmy. Up there with Terry Baldock, Kid Lewis, Jack Berg and the rest of them, bit heavier perhaps. Trouble with that punch of yours, you don’t just KO, you kill them. Your fists need licensing, Jimmy, and that’s a fact.” amazon.co.uk/Colour-Lemon-Surrender-1940-ebook/dp/B008USR7FA
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