Let them rassle. Nothing could be more lackluster than a third boxing match between Holyfield and Tyson. But let them rassle and that suddenly changes. The boys, sweaty and grappling, gripping with all their mite in a ring the size of a mattress, are sure to give a spirited account as they flex and pant. You will hear plenty of grunts, squeals and groans, and more than a few oofs. Demand no less!
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