He’d been a big shot yesterday — he’d make tomorrow’s headlines. But this was today... the day he had to prove himself to ten gents — who were hell on...
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With their backs to coffin corner and a hundred impossible yards to go, a team without a heart found its fight — an echo of a conflict bigger...
Jimmie Ratchelder wasn’t out merely to win this tournament. His main purpose was to see that Tommy Suragachi lost, and his reason wasn't the most...
The guys you lick don’t make you a champ, kid — it’s the guys who lick you... whose red leather roars till that final...
No one remembered Singer Washburn now; the years had chugged by, and the old grey train had carried him far past the time when he’d be champ, past the time when he’d be retiring. Then he saw this kid Joe, with a mean streak in him, and knew that...
He was the Golden Stallions’ pass-snaring demon who could whiz downfield like a scared coyote and go up in the air like a crazy kangaroo for the payoff pigskin... ’til old man Dollar Sign cramped his...
Danny Watson should have known that there was something wrong with this fighter, Leslie, considering how he had obtained...
Every ring champ knows the time when he’s too slow, too tired — too old to win. For those who can’t quit, there’s only one thing to do — lean into the storm of red leather and keep on trying...
The hook-shot kid was no longer part of the desperately battling quintet he had once sparkled to glory... but for one hurricane half, he had one more thing to give them — a downcourt miracle that could turn a five-star false alarm...
They asked him to fight again. There would be no second chance at the crown, but a friend needed help, and it might be a second chance for the woman he...