Jackie Sands was fighting harder than he ever had in his life
He flailed away with his fists almost as pistons, driving upwards, first the one and then the other. They hammered the seventy pound target so that it was as if suspended in air, unable to drop back to its station under the continued pummeling. Finally, a grating buzzer cut across the room, ending the thudding sounds that echoed throughout the room. The heavy bag dropped into place as its assailant walked away in satisfaction.
“I told you a million times, those uppercuts leave you open,” Paulie was exasperated. “You ask anyone, when you throw an uppercut you leave your ribcage open. You get carried away like that, someone"ll go in there and break your ribs.”
“Yeah, why don"t you go up there and try it?” Danny Boy retorted bef
