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"Expect a queue of pasty Scotch-Irish doughboys whirling and throwing blind haymakers at the bell. There's little form to behold. Very few jabs. No one covers or blocks. And the ones who don't walk wide-open into a lucky cold knockout in one of three two-minute rounds are often so winded upon reaching their corners that you find yourself looking at the ringside EMT crew, half expecting they'll be called to intervene on account of a coronary."

Less excuse for this these days when there are so many boxing instruction videos on youtube.

There's probably been a Flynn effect, but this was long ago. I haven't been to one of these things in decades.

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