Although Richter never recovered enough from the first brutal shot to put the contest in doubt, he gave a decent account of himself in the next 20 seconds. He stepped into Phil and swung hard for the American’s mid-section.
Richter proved to be an excellent puncher. He hit Phil five or six good blows in the solar plexus and ribs. The last punch was so solid, that Genero could actually feel his rib cracking. He moaned aloud in pain.
The floor was so filthy that Richter could not find his balance on the wet surface, slippery from God knows what. Genero was considerably bigger and much stronger than Richter. Phil managed to push the SS man backward where he had the advantage with a longer reach.
When the German came on hard, Genero—bouncing on the balls of his feet on a relatively dry spot
