JonDlundyn Parker adventure # 9 - 3
December 3rd 2006 18:21
Roscoe and Lundyn’s exhibition match was well received. It was a rehearsed and almost choreographed performance to a degree. Neither of the two men was particularly keen on doing really bad physical damage to each other in an exhibition match. Though they were quite unlike in physical appearance and shape they were in fact of similar height and reach. Roscoe’s arms were much more muscular and his hands made a giant fist and with his dance-like agility on his feet he was particularly favoured as a combatant amongst the Thai audience. Lundyn was slimmer but certainly not skinny. He had a powerful chest from all the swimming he did and a lithe torso with slim hips but quite muscular legs. His calves were quite big. His speed was blinding and it was only because of their long training sessions at both styles of boxing that Roscoe was able to anticipate Lundyn’s punches to some degree. Lundyn was able to match Roscoe in punches to the body and arms but he did tend to land more to the face. It was as if Roscoe, whose face was quite battered any way after all the football he had played, was numb to Lundyn’s direct hits. He took two spectacular jabs to the face that should have rocked him to the floor. After the second and almost 20 minutes into the match he followed Lundyn’s fist back with his own head and managed to get inside Lundyn’s guard. He landed several huge body blows around Lundyn’s rib cage and then a spectacular punch into the solar plexus, which involuntarily forced Lundyn’s body to arch forward. As he did Roscoe reached behind Lundyn’s head with one hand and moved his hips around those of Lundyn and executed a perfect hip throw to land Lundyn on his back. Lundyn landed perfectly and lithe as a cat sprang back on his feet into the classic pose ready to do battle again. At this stage the General jumped into the ring and pronounced Roscoe the winner by lifting his arm in triumph. Lundyn grinned at Roscoe through the sweat and mucous on his face and put one arm around his friend and lifted his other arm acknowledging the victor. The match was well applauded and the crowd clapped them off the ring. Ho Sin Lee was glaring at Lundyn through squinting eyes.
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Back in the change room both men were stripped naked and waiting for a turn in the shower room. Perspiration was flowing freely and Lundyn was wiping his bloodied face with a towel so he missed the entrance of five men dressed in casual street clothes. There were two boxers from the round previous to Lundyn and Roscoe’s, being massaged by two Thai women. Their managers were standing, talking and sharing a cigarette with the General. The two men about to fight were just emerging from the showers and their managers were waiting by a bench to bandage up their hands prior to gloving their fists.
One of the five men to enter drew a small revolver from beneath his belt and shirt. The other four snarled at everyone to get out. The two Thai girls doing the massaging ran like startled rabbits. The six boxer’s eyes revolved around the room taking in the scene and assessing the situation. “Last chance.” said the man with the gun. The two Thai managers slipped out of the door yelling urgently to their charges to follow. The two managers with the General were motionless. One was in full American Navy uniform and the other, a South African policeman, shifted nervously on his feet but did not move. The four thugs with the gunman drew out iron bars and menaced the remaining Thai fighters who were naked from the shower. They started for the door and only then as the last of the two reached the door did he get a brutal bash on the back as he departed.
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Back in the change room both men were stripped naked and waiting for a turn in the shower room. Perspiration was flowing freely and Lundyn was wiping his bloodied face with a towel so he missed the entrance of five men dressed in casual street clothes. There were two boxers from the round previous to Lundyn and Roscoe’s, being massaged by two Thai women. Their managers were standing, talking and sharing a cigarette with the General. The two men about to fight were just emerging from the showers and their managers were waiting by a bench to bandage up their hands prior to gloving their fists.
One of the five men to enter drew a small revolver from beneath his belt and shirt. The other four snarled at everyone to get out. The two Thai girls doing the massaging ran like startled rabbits. The six boxer’s eyes revolved around the room taking in the scene and assessing the situation. “Last chance.” said the man with the gun. The two Thai managers slipped out of the door yelling urgently to their charges to follow. The two managers with the General were motionless. One was in full American Navy uniform and the other, a South African policeman, shifted nervously on his feet but did not move. The four thugs with the gunman drew out iron bars and menaced the remaining Thai fighters who were naked from the shower. They started for the door and only then as the last of the two reached the door did he get a brutal bash on the back as he departed.
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