Introduction

==The Grizzled Old Rookie==

Hell, I've been around the block a time or two. Man like me, I grew up in a time when your choices were fight your way out or wake up face down on the street... Now, granted, I've done both a time or two, never did like to kick a man whne he was down, which just meant that man had another chance to kick me.

Still, I finally learnt that to win in life you gotta put your natural advantages to work. I'm bigger'n'most, stronger than some, and smarter than damn near everyone I grew up around, and once my ppapa beat a mean streak into me I was off to the races. Still can't bring myself to be anything but a saint out of the ring, but between the bell ringing and my hand being raised, I'm a damned menace.

Doesn't matter what discipline. Boxin'? i ain't the fastest, but if I land a blow you'll know about it. Wrestlin'? Ain't nothing but throwing any halfpint dumb enough to get close enough to be grabbed. No Holds Barred... okay, look, I ain't without my weaknesses, and those types are crazy.

It ain't all sunshine and rainbows, of course. I'm old, which means I tire easily. And I ain't got the reflexes I once had. Besides, like it or not, I'm going to take a hit or five before the rounds over, and while I'm tougher'n a reheated two dollar steak everyone has their limits.

So if you younger types want to throw down, win or lose you'd best believe this old horse'll show you a thing or two.

Now, where did I leave my damn readers...

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