'Fight, or I'll disqualify you--you, Bill, I mean you.' An' this to me, with a touch on the shoulder 'so they's no mistakin'.
"It ain't pretty.

It ain't right.

D'ye know what we was fightin' for?
A hundred bucks.

Think of it! An' the game is we got to do our best to put our man down for the count because of the fans has bet on us.

Sweet, ain't it?
Well, that's my last fight.