Mac's heart just stopped. Dead. Just stopped. He could've been nervous and act frightened. But he didn't. He could've done so much in protest. But he didn't. Everything felt so scary.
It was...supposed to.
He never succumbed to fear in boxing, or anything else in his life now. So why stop now? This was major. This was just like when he entered the ring for the first time. A boy became a boxer.
Except now, the boy was to be a man.
Mac just told himself, you gotta embrace this.
All of what he learned from Ziio flashed in his brain again, then suddenly, he opened his mouth.
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Mac's heart just stopped. Dead. Just stopped. He could've been nervous and act frightened. But he didn't. He could've done so much in protest. But he didn't. Everything felt so scary.
It was...supposed to.
He never succumbed to fear in boxing, or anything else in his life now. So why stop now? This was major. This was just like when he entered the ring for the first time. A boy became a boxer.
Except now, the boy was to be a man.
Mac just told himself, you gotta embrace this.
All of what he learned from Ziio flashed in his brain again, then suddenly, he opened his mouth.
"There ain't nothin' more than I want right now."