The fists had been flying for 14 rounds, and as the bell rang for the final round, the fans were at fever pitch.
The challenger approached first, gloves up. Although he was behind on points, he was obviously fresher and still had more in the tank.
The champ, on the other hand, was, slow, deliberate, and clearly looking to just run out the clock.
The fans, who had been mostly on the side of the champ at the start, were cheering the challenger on as he threw punches.
All that narrative tension, only to end with a broken ankle slip...
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