Synopsis
‘SUGAR’ WILLEM FLOURES
That’s a name I built from the ground up. I wasn’t the first to systematically climb the ranks, beating the sugar out of everyone I had known to be inferior, leaving only the sour taste of defeat, my claim forever being:
“I am the greatest!”
I can still hear it now. In the silence of this locker room, blood drying on my face, I can still hear those words.
And I was. I was the greatest.
JAB
LEFT HOOK
JAB
LEFT HOOK
RIGHT HOOK
JAB
STRAIGHT
TO THE BODY:
JAB
JAB
POWER SHOT STRAIGHT
POWER SHOT STRAIGHT
UPPERCUT
And then a voice says, “‘Sugar’… you are no longer sweet with the science.””
Review
A novel just as much about boxing, as society, media, mental illness and the darkest aspects of the human psyche. The narrator Willem Floures is a fighter who may be past his prime…
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