He had three minutes to do it
Down two rounds in the fight
He had one more three minute round left
And inside of him
The fire was still there
Sizzling
Popping
Crackling
Begging to rage
All the pain
All the work
All the sweat
And blood
All the daydreams about this moment
All the people who believed in him
It all started to boil in his belly
All the doubt
And all of the hope
All the times he hated himself
All the time he wasted
. . . He could redeem himself in the next three minutes
In three minutes he could inspire hope
He could elevate himself
And everyone else around him
It’s not just three minutes
Or 180 seconds
It’s what can happen in that time
It’s what he can do with that time
Magic can be made in three minutes
Alchemy
The impossible can become possible in three minutes
A whole generation can be influenced
Motivated by it
With his three minutes
He could do what he always wanted to do
He just has the man across from him to beat
He can put on the greatest show ever recorded
In three minutes he could save his own life
He could change the world
He could find power he never knew he had
He could find strength
He could feed the indomitable human spirit
. . . Will he do it?
The round starts
And he gets up off his stool
And steps forward
Into the fight
Into the moment
Into the present
Into time
Into space
Here he is
Stripped bare
And here he stands
Still believing he can
For the next three minutes
He is
The greatest show on earth . . .
CH 11/16/24
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