I’ve lost enough teeth on the left side of my face to make me start fighting southpaw. I’m one right cross away from going down for good. What amazes me is they don’t get it. I haven’t knocked anybody out for a decade. I swing wildly. The toughest step back. It’s funny. When you think about it. There is no tornado left inside either of my fists. I guess they see it in my eyes. Maybe it’s mercy.