Play It to the Bone Page #9

and another who is bleedingfrom a cut above his eye.

Boudreau looking and lookingfor his corner.

Hasn't found it yet.There it is.

-How bad is it?-It's nothin'. It's nothin'. We got thebest cut man in the business with us.

- - Yeah !

Now you're lookin' likeyour old self. That's the jabthat got you to the Garden.

All right to cut him to shreds, baby.You can cut him to shreds.

- You can handle him.You can handle him.- Let me see that eye.

- It's nothin', Darrell. We gotit taken care of. It's nothin'.- You keep an eye on that.

Vince, you got awayfrom our plan, man. Okay?

You gotta circle around the jab,circle from around the jab.

- I couldn't see withall that blood in my eye.- Now, we've got it taken care of.

Now, listen. Listen to me.You can still slip the jab,

counter with a left hook,okay?

- Listen to me !- Yeah.

You could still slip this jaband counter with a left hook,the way Lopez did with Quarteya.

Remember that fight? Okay,your eye'snothin'. It's fine, all right?

Got the best cut man in the business.Don't worry about it.

Now, listen to me.Now, I want you to work the cut.

All right? You can open it up,and he'll bleed to deathright here. You got it?

- He knows.- All right. Work the cut, baby.

Work the cut. All right.

- Work the cut !-

Vince Boudreau and Cesar Dominguezworking out in the same gymin Los Angeles.

They've been around each other'sneighborhoods for a long time.

- This is the fifst timethey've ever met in the ring.- Yeah !

What a battle this largelyanonymous undercard bout has become.

- - Yeah, that's what I'mtalkin' about, baby.

Tremendous left-hand shotby Dominguez.

Ohh.

Crowd here just beginning tosense what they're watching...

as both fighters reach down deepfor something new.

Each fighter pushing each other off.Oh, what a right hand !

- Whoa !-

- Take an eight count.- One !

Two !

- Three !- What kind of man are you?

- Four !- Come on, Vince. Take an eight count.

Five ! Six !

- Seven !- Get up.

Eight !

Nine ! You okay?Step to me.

Box !

Dominguez pressuring now.

He has become the hunterin controlling the hunted...

as the crowd along the expensive seatssurrounding the ring...

-beginning to watch in rapt attention...-

as the action from this boutgalvanizes the arena.

That was another big round,the second in a row...

for Cesar Dominguez.

So a rare opportunity here to show whatthey've got for a worldwide audience,

and the two fighters, for the moment,making the most of it,

at least in terms of entertainment.-

...the middle roundsof a scheduled ten-rounder...

between Cesar Dominguezand Vince Boudreau.

Dominguez, right in controlwith both hands again.There's a right-hand shot by Boudreau.

Referee calls timeand warns Boudreau...

against using his elbow,one of the oldest tricks in the book.

Both fighters having their moments--another Dominguez rally--

- Get 'em up ! Get 'em up !-

Arena beginning to fill up.

Some of the Hollywood starswho are here for this big occasion...

starting to line the seats at ringsideand beginning to pay attention...

- - to the spirited battlein front of them.

- Move, move, move !-

Step away from the jab.Counter with a left hook, okay?

- You're the champ, amigo.There you go. There you go.- I knew that.

Just stay on 'im.Just stay on 'im. Stay on 'im.

Go to work.

Okay. All right.

- Six ! Seven !- Come on.

Eight ! Nine !

- Let's go.-

Just relax. Put your arms down.Put your arms down.Relax your arm. All right, now.

He's gettin'tired in there.I want you to put more pressureon him. Just put pressure on him.

- Uh-huh.- You ever hear that expression,

"A man could build a thousand bridgesand suck one dick.

To the world, he's nota bridge builder. He's a cocksucker. "

You got it. You got it.

- He's a cocksucker.- You okay?

- Cocksucker.- All right. Get on him. Get on him.

- Smash his face.Smash his brains. Go for it.

- Holy sh*t.

Go, go !

All right. You been doin' good.You're doin' good.

I want you to keep pressure on him.Don't back off of him.Just keep pressure on him.

I want you to keep pressure on him.I want you pushing him.

Jesus.

Let's go. Box.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.Let's keep those punches up.

- Stay down !- Two !

Three ! Four !

Five ! Six !

Seven ! Eight !

Nine ! You okay?Step to me.

- Come on ! Get up !- What a tremendouspunch by Boudreau,

and it's just impossible to imagineDominguez getting up from that.

- Three ! Four ! Five !- Get your ass up.

- Come on, Cesar. Get up.All right. Okay. Okay.- Come on,Jesse.

Seven !

- Referee Darrell Foster in close,continuing to count.- Eight ! Nine !

- And Dominguez is up again !- You okay?- Yeah.

Step to me.

Let's go ! Box !

Okay, break, break, break !

Whoo !

Head back. Head back.

Sit down. Listen.Suck it up.

- All right. This is it now.-Just relax.

Ginsberg, he's fine.He's okay. It's just a scratch.

I have to look at this cut.

Ring doctor Velvo Ginsberg...

- checking closely to see whetherBoudreau is able to continue.- Let me look at it.

- Spit it out.- All right, Vince.How many fingers do you see?

- Vince, how many fingers?- Ah.

- Three.- It's not good.I'll let him go one more round.

- Darrell, let's let it go one more.- You can still slip the jab...

and counter itwith a hook.

Got it? Catch him with a hook.Catch him with a hook.

Let me see him.

- Let me see him. Let me see him.Can you see my fingers?- Yes, sir.

- How many do you see?- Two.

All right. He's doing fine.Just keep it up.

I guess he got the rightanswer. They're gonna let it go on.

- You're doin'good.-

You're the man. This is your night,okay? You knock him out,it's a title shot, man.

Knock him out, title shot.You understand that?

Two more rounds. This is the night.You can do it. No mercy.No mercy. Go for it.

- - You got it. You got it.

- - Fight !

Round nine of whathas clearly been the fight of the year.

Back and forth they go.

Another perfect shot,and Boudreau hits the canvas !

Don't get up !

Get up ! Get up ! Get up !

Four !

Five ! Six !

Seven !

- Eight ! Nine !- Up, up, up, up !

You okay? Step to me.

All right. Step to me.

Let's go. Box !

Come on !Take Califa down !

Fight your way out.That's it. That's it. Tie him up.

Tie him up. That's it.That's it. Tie him up. Hang in there.

Okay. Break, break.All right. Break ! Break ! Box.

Box yourself out. Get out ofthat goddamn corner. Get out of there !

Double up on him !

- Right, right, right, right.- Get outta there.Get out of the corner. Get out.

Yeah !

See that?Did you see that?

- -

Nine rounds in the books.Three minutes to go...

in this epic battlebetween two fighters...

who before tonight had beencompletely forgotten by boxing fans.

It's too damn close, okay? If you wantthe title shot, you gotta knock him out.

You gotta knock him out,take him out ! Take it to him !

This is a war.Where you goin' ?

- I can't watch this anymore.- Ohh, tough girl.

F*** you.

- What round is this?- It's the last round, baby.Three more minutes.

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