Trinidad has the advantage in height and reach; Sims, in looks. She takes a swig of water, swishes it around her mouth and hocks into a funnel attached to a ring post. How'd it feel?
"It felt pretty good, I have to tell you."
When the bell rings, they move to the center of the ring. Sims looks tenacious; Trinidad, tentative. She feints with a left to the head of Trinidad, who reflexively raises his right glove to fend it off. Without shifting her weight, Sims launches a right from down low, then catches him with a left hook that staggers him like a ton of feathers.
Teetering like the regime of some Banana Republic dictator, the three-time world champ plunges to the canvas. Not to worry: Eight times in his career, Tito has risen from the deck to win. Alas, this will not be the ninth.
A few minutes later, a revived Tito confides that he probably won't fight professionally again.
"If you quit boxing," says Sims, "what will you do?"
"After boxing," he says, "I want to become a model."