When you are good at something and you become rich and famous for it, would you be willing to let go of the gift of time makes your voice hoarse and raspier, your most vulnerable members, your vision blurred or your brain is similar in its twilight knowledge? Will you decide that your life is in balance, and if you want to stop, just die or something? Do you think if you do nothing to relive the youthful glow that made you strong in your heyday you just look like crap that everyone would just say, Pugh!? Or just let life go on with its usual procedures, to swallow the bitter pride that blocks the throat and accept that all doors, inside and outside? That ladies and gentlemen election, no headache.
The aging former heavyweight boxer struggling to find its identity as a re-retired in his beloved sport of boxing. It is not expected to remain fit and strong and hard as a rock, because after years of wear, bruises, fractures, broken nose, bleeding brow, the lights can be diagnosed with pugilistic dementia, a disease that affects a long time for the boxers who have suffered many attacks to which lost cause gradual loss of memory, headaches, Parkinson’s and is another in a long line of boxers accidents’ are due to wear. Now, an old and broken, the lights fight with his wife and three daughters, in particular its economic decline, which puts her life is shaky balance. L ‘is up to him if you have to decide whether to approve the work of a cruel and threatening debt recovery activities (which have since time immemorial), or return to the ring the return of people to become champion once again.
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