He keeps dropping that left every time he jabs right. You can call him “Unconscious” He is wide open for a right hook.Float like a butterfly, drop like a rock.Scream and slap fight like a sissy girl (or guy. I have seen it)When I became a Trooper one of the things we had to do was boxing. It was 6 weeks of training with matches as assigned. I was never a boxer I wrestled in High School so boxing was strange. I did learn one thing. Never, Never drop your guard. I did. ONCE. The was this bell sound, blue aura, distorted time, funny feelings in my legs. Never went down and NEVER did that again.I remember one match my opponent was jumping around calling himself the “Buzzsaw”. He was going to rip me to shreds. The bell rang, he ran over with this big Olympic superman hook swing. I ducked. He missed. I came up and straight right to his surprised face. He went back with his eyes rolling up flat to his back unconscious. It took five minutes for him to come to fully.I learned one thing. Survive. The final fight was with “Monster”6’5" Pacific Fleet Marine Champion. Three rounds. I got in two upper cuts. The entire fight was me pushing him around the ring never letting him get a full swing. The bell rang and I ran straight at him putting my head in his chest and pushing him around. Never stood off to punch. I could not fight that and I was not going to get killed trying. He had already broke a trainee’s jaw. I was down when the fight was over for my lack of performance. I was giving the fight for surviving. I was the only one he never knocked out. Never gave him the chance.