Million Dollar Baby
If there’s magic in boxing, it’s the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It’s the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you.
To make a fighter you gotta strip them down to bare wood: you can’t just tell ’em to forget everything you know if you gotta make ’em forget even their bones. make ’em so tired they only listen to you, only hear your voice, only do what you say and nothing else. show ’em how to keep their balance and take it away from the other guy. how to generate momentum off their right toe and how to flex your knees when you fire a jab. how to fight backing up so that the other guy doesn’t want to come after you. Then you gotta show ’em all over again. Over and over and over. till they think they’re born that way.
All fighters are pig headed some way or another: some part of them always thinks they know better than you about something. Truth is: even if they’re wrong, even if that one thing is going to be the ruin of them, if you can beat that last bad out of them. they ain’t fighters at all.
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Anybody can lose one fight, anybody can lose once, you’ll come back from this you’ll be champion of the world.
I saw your last fight Shawrelle. You spent so much face time on the canvas, you thought the canvas had titties.
I’m 32, Mr. Dunn, and I’m here celeb rolex watches for sale rating the fact that I spent another year scraping dishes and waitressing which is what I’ve been doing since 13, and according to you I’ll be 37 before I can even throw a decent punch, which I have to admit, after working on this speed bag for a month may be the God’s simple truth. Other truth is, my brother’s in prison, my sister cheats on welfare b rolex watches for sale y pretending one of her babies is still alive, my daddy’s dead, and my momma weighs 312lbs. If I was thinking straight I’d go back home, find a used trailer, buy a deep fryer and some Oreos. Problem is, this the only thing I ever felt good doing. If I’m too old for this then I got nothing. That enough truth to suit you?
I want you to jab, right in the tits, until they turn blue and fall off.
Frankie Dunn: You forgot the rule. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Keep my left up?
Frankie: Is to protect yourself at all times. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie: Protect myself at all times.
Frankie: Good. Good.
Maggie: You’re gonna leave me again?Frankie: Father, that was a great sermon. made me weep.
Father Horvak: What’s confusing you this week?
Frankie: Oh, it’s the same old, ‘one God three God’ thing.
Father Horvak: Frankie, most people figure out by kindergarten that it’s about faith.
Frankie: Is it sort of like Snap Crackle and Pop, all rolled into one big box?
Father Horvak: You’re standing outside my church, comparing God to Rice Krispies?
Frankie: How many eyes do you need to finish this fight?
Maggie: [with a black eye] One’s enough.
Maggie: She’s tough, I can’t go inside, I can’t get close enough to hit her.
Frankie: You know why that is?
Frankie: Cause she’s a better fighter than you are, that’s why. She’s younger, she’s stronger, and she’s more experienced. Now, what are you gonna do about it?