"I think a hell of a lot of Eddie in many ways," he said, then qualified the declaration with a string of criticisms that covered everything from Thomas' performance in the corner and his financial transactions to his addiction to falsetto singing. The amity between the two was unmistakably strained, like the comradeship in no-man's-land during a Christmas Day truce.
Mr. Tom Buchanan, newly arrived from his quiet job as an office assistant with the local dental service, hovered in that uneasy territory with the air of a man whose function was to catch grenades in mid-flight. "Of course, I go with Ken," he said. "He was definitely persecuted as a laddie, more than I realized at the time. Maybe he is a bit suspicious of people now. But the real point is that he and Eddie are two strong-headed characters, two of a kind. Whatever has happened, I think Ken will stay with Eddie and I think the title will stay with Ken."
"Kenny will win all right," said a young man at ringside, "because he's such a bloody terrible loser."
To state it another way, the lightweight championship of the world has lit a bright bonfire in Ken Buchanan's life. Mando Ramos will have to be busy to put it out.