One More Round
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"Fight one more round.
When your feet are so tired that you have to shuffle back to the centre of the ring, fight one more round.
When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard, fight one more round.
When your nose is bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish your opponent would crack you on the jaw and put you to sleep, fight one more round.
Remember: the man who fights one more round is never whipped."
(James J. Corbett, heavyweight boxing champion from 1892 to 1897)
When your feet are so tired that you have to shuffle back to the centre of the ring, fight one more round.
When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard, fight one more round.
When your nose is bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish your opponent would crack you on the jaw and put you to sleep, fight one more round.
Remember: the man who fights one more round is never whipped."
(James J. Corbett, heavyweight boxing champion from 1892 to 1897)
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