A pleading chorus
rose from those around the room, concerned that Ali's main intention was to get
rid of the offending foul belt. Ali skinned off the trunks. Dundee opened up
Rahaman's suitcase, rummaged through it and produced a pair of white trunks
with a black stripe down the side. Ali reached for them, put them on over the
protector and turned slowly in front of the mirrors. Everybody stared at
better," he said after a while. A quick chorus of approbation came from
around the room.
your butt down just right."
time?" someone asked.
Ali began to
shadowbox in earnest, throwing quick long jabs, flurries of combinations and
big hooks that seemed to shudder the air in that tiny room. The onlookers
flattened themselves back against the wall to give him room.
He stopped to
tape his shoelaces against the top of his shoes so they wouldn't flop. "Too
loose," he said. "In late rounds they can get soggy and, man, I want to