"There's a big fat hammer up above, beyond the blue in the sky," he told me. "It's just up there waitin'. One day, when you least expect it, that hammer comes streakin' down on you like Big Pink's fist. That's the ultimate test for a boxer, for any man. It's the punch you don't see comin'. There's nothing you can do about it but try your best and recover. That's what you did against Mikey. You did good.
But what I hadn't understood at the time was that Gordo wasn't just talking about the ring. That hammer was waiting for everybody. It came at you in the form of cancer, infidelity, the tax man, or a comet out of the western sky here to annihilate any creature over fifty kilos in weight.