"Braddock's down!" cried the announcer over the crowd's
boos.
"One . . . two . . . three . . ." counted the referee. Braddock
tried to get to his feet. "Four . . . five . . . six . . ."
Braddock was on one knee, but the referee continued counting.
"Get up and use your left!" Gould called to his fighter.
Finally, Braddock stood. The referee walked over to him and
checked his eyes and the cut in his mouth.
"It's finished, Braddock," he said.
Braddock looked across the ring at his opponent and joked,
"He doesn't look so bad." But the referee began to lift his hand to
end the fight. Jim held his arm with two gloved hands. "Please. Let
me fight."
The referee paused, looking hard at Jim, and then he stepped to
the side. The fight could continue!
Griffin was waiting to continue his attack. Braddock answered
one punch with a left-hand jab. It didn't hurt Griffin, but Jim was
surprised that he could throw a left-hand punch at all.
In the second round, Griffin continued to chase Braddock
around the ring. The young fighter wanted to win by a knockout,
and Jim had to keep moving to dodge Corn's punches.
At the end of the round, Jim sat heavily in his corner. Joe
poured water in the fighter's mouth. When it ran out again into
the waiting bucket, it was pink with blood. Jim hardly heard his
manager's words, though they were screamed into his face.
"He's half a step behind you!" shouted Joe. "Move to the side
and see what happens. Hit him with two jabs and then the big
punch."
The bell rang for the third round. Braddock moved out of his
corner slowly; Griffin came out punching. Remembering Gould's
advice, Braddock moved his shoulders to one side. Griffin didn't
see the move and Braddock hit him with a right that sent Griffin
to the floor. The referee started counting.