Prize Fighter

During a brief respite in the campaign, Gronk decided to test his prowess as a prize fighter. He sloped off to his back garden for some privacy. He did not want anyone to see his secret fighting moves. He practised some wide stances, then raised his fists. He had studied photographs and videos of the University of Snookford’s Fisticuffs Club. Gronk made sure the backs of his fists faced his imaginary opponent, just like the members of that prestigious club. He moved around and took a few swipes at thin air.

“This is so easy,” he said to himself.

He jabbed a few times with the left and then whooshed over a looping right punch. He jumped up and down, moved left, right and popped out some more punches. After five minutes or so, he got a bit tired so he stopped. Swinging his arms about, he stretched his legs and stood upright. It was all the practice a man of his calibre needed. Gronk considered himself combat-ready.

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