"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyo...
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𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
"And the winner is...Domenico Bortsov" The ring announcer shouts enthusiastically into the microphone as the referee holds my arm in the air.
A huge majority of the crowd breaks into loud cheers and shouts but the sounds of protest from the smaller crowd could still be heard.
My opponent and I shake hands and we nod to each other in respect to show that there was no bad blood between us.
Despite how aggressive boxing is, it's just a sport. Boxing is competitive and dangerous but most of us still showed good sportsmanship.
I've had some matches where I'd been accused of bribing the referee or being on drugs but for the most part, I've had great matches with guys that knew how to take the loss.
My opponent was shorter than me but strong nonetheless. He was quick with his hands and his hits were always strong and calculated.
My busted lip, bruised cheekbone, bruised and battered body and my temple dripping blood down my face were proof of his strength.
But Alek has been training me since I was 9 for moments like this so my opponent looked a whole lot worse than I did.
I had to give it to him though, he lasted 5 rounds in the ring with me despite how many times I dropped him.
He fought hard each time to get back up and I was amazed at how much determination he had.
"You did great moy syn" Alek smiles proudly and slaps me across the back
Translation: my son
"He got some good hits in" I admit without embarrassment as I lick the blood from my bottom lip and look down at the blood all over my body
"He's good but you are better," Alek says with a nonchalant look but I could hear the pride in his voice
I duck under the ropes when Alek gestures for me to come down, I smile and shake my head when he throws his arm around me for a picture.
