The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Adventures in the Fight Racket #39

Today's Adventure:

Original Caption:

New York -- Their Middleweight title fight just two days away, Dick Tiger and Joey Giardello limbered up. Tiger apparently won a psychological battle when champion Giardello showed up without a swivel for his speed bag. When requested to loan Giardello his swivel, the normally pleasant and cooperative Nigerian refused. "He's my enemy now," he said. Giardello used an ill-fitting swivel and didn't like it. "It wasn't nice of him to do that," the champion said. They will settle their differences at Madison Square Garden on October 21st. (1965)

1 comment :

SpeedBag said...

Behold, the power of the speed bag and the swivel that holds it. Enough to perhaps influence the emotion of training for a championship fight.