Resurrecting The Champ Page #6

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- I need those quotes. I need more quotes on the golf story.

- Hey, Erik.

- Uh, I was wondering if I could cover for him.

No, no.

Duncan's got the Trailblazers game.

I thought Duncan was covering

the bantamweight fight.

You're gonna take the fight, and he's got

the Trailblazers. I promised him. I'm sorry.

Okay. Yeah. It's just that my kid...

I was gonna take him

because he idolizes the Trailblazers.

They're his heroes.

I'm sorry. The Trailblazers,

they're his- they're his heroes?

- Yeah.

- Now I know you're full of sh*t.

- See you, Ralph.

- You give it away like that. No, really. I know now.

Boom! That's just the way

it happened too.

- I broke not the big bone in his nose, but the small one.

- Damn.

You kicked some ass back in the day.

- That's right. Bob Satterfield,

number three in the world.

Yo, man, I gotta go though.

All right, youngblood.

Take it easy, baby. All right.

- Hey, Champ.

- Hey, hey!

You-You scared him off.

He thought you was the police.

- Well, I'm definitely not. You remember who I am?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You're the guy helped the Champ when he

was down and halfway out. You that reporter.

- I'm honored. How you feelin'?

- Oh, you know, about 60%.

Have you thought at all

about talkin' with me?

No, I ain't been thinkin' about nothin'.

I'm savin' that till later.

What are you doin' now?

Are you busy?

Corners.

So I'm sorry

I brought you to a dog, Champ.

No, no, no. The white kid?

He's gonna knock

the Spanish kid on his ass.

- Don't you mean the other way around?

- Mm-mmm.

Kernan, who's your buddy?

- Tillman, Bob. Bob, Tillman.

- How ya doin', Bob?

Oh, about 90% tonight.

Um, you got any more of those beers?

Sure. Have mine. Help yourself.

White boy's gonna knock

the spicky kid out.

No way.

Gomez is way too strong, man.

One, two, three, four...

five, six, seven, eight...

nine, 10!

This is over!

How did you see that coming, Champ?

The knockout, I mean.

Oh, oh, well, I, um-

I see the white boy, uh-uh-

- Durant.

- Yeah. I see Durant, he was...

he was, like, takin' that ass-whoopin'.

- But-But then I seen his eyes.

- What about his eyes?

Well, he, um- He figured out

that the Spanish fella, he had a tell.

See? A tell. When he switched over

from lefty back to righty.

See, I saw his eyes figure out

that the spicky boy...

he cocked his head to the left

before he made the switch.

He had that figured-out look

in his eye.

- You saw that?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I done seen it in my opponents' eyes

way too many times.

Ah, don't nobody want to read

about an old man like me.

Sure, they do. Most fight fans

think you're dead, Champ.

I mean, wait till they hear

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