by David P. Greisman - The fires within Juan Manuel Lopez and Rafael Marquez were fueled from within but fanned from afar, stoked by those who said that Marquez was shot and those who said that Lopez couldn’t take one.
Marquez’s is a flame that has not yet been snuffed. Lopez’s is a blaze that is burning strong. And a torch has been passed from old soldier to young gun, a torch passed, appropriately, via firefight.
They were opponents by circumstance, opposites by coincidence. Lopez donned blue trunks and shoes. Marquez was clad in red. Marquez’s offense is of orthodox origin. Lopez swings from a southpaw stance. Lopez represents Puerto Rico. Marquez fights out of that island’s longtime pugilistic rival, Mexico.
They had this in common: Both were featherweights with firepower who were determined to come forward.
That meant two things: Lopez and Marquez would both start out waiting for an opening and working to create one. And once the big punches started landing for one of them, the other would soon be responding with force.
Both worked behind jabs in the early moments, Lopez occasionally attempting to counter Marquez’s jab with a quick right hook. Marquez would lean forward, probing with a single shot and then pulling out of range. He had never been the kind of fighter who was afraid to get hit. But he didn’t need to take unnecessary punishment – unnecessary because he was not yet dishing it out himself. [Click Here To Read More]
Marquez’s is a flame that has not yet been snuffed. Lopez’s is a blaze that is burning strong. And a torch has been passed from old soldier to young gun, a torch passed, appropriately, via firefight.
They were opponents by circumstance, opposites by coincidence. Lopez donned blue trunks and shoes. Marquez was clad in red. Marquez’s offense is of orthodox origin. Lopez swings from a southpaw stance. Lopez represents Puerto Rico. Marquez fights out of that island’s longtime pugilistic rival, Mexico.
They had this in common: Both were featherweights with firepower who were determined to come forward.
That meant two things: Lopez and Marquez would both start out waiting for an opening and working to create one. And once the big punches started landing for one of them, the other would soon be responding with force.
Both worked behind jabs in the early moments, Lopez occasionally attempting to counter Marquez’s jab with a quick right hook. Marquez would lean forward, probing with a single shot and then pulling out of range. He had never been the kind of fighter who was afraid to get hit. But he didn’t need to take unnecessary punishment – unnecessary because he was not yet dishing it out himself. [Click Here To Read More]
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