20 December 2012
In his local boxing gym he trains, an old pro that's had his day, with many more losses than wins under his belt, there were bills he just couldn't pay. Ray Potter was a washed up fighter, a journeyman of the ring, always on the undercard, he hardly earned a thing.
Bone Smasher Griff was released from prison, the undefeated champ, he needed a fight to get him fit, his authority he needed to stamp. 'I need to fight some journeyman, who's just looking for the pay, go out and find me some old pro who's washed up and had his day'.
So Ray Potter gets the call, it's his one last shot at glory, if he could manage to pull this off, it would certainly be some story. He trained at the gym, like he'd never trained before, he had pinned a picture of Bone Smashers face, on his bedroom door.
It was the night before the fight, so a good nights sleep was vital, Ray Potter went to sleep, where he dreamed of winning the title. He may be a washed up fighter, who's certainly had his day, but come fight night tomorrow, it'll be the return of Sugar Ray.
Ding Ding. Round One....
Washed Up Fighter? • Opuss № I