Richard Connell

Richard Connell

Tiger Syrup (1920)

Summary

Portrait of Richard Connell Richard Connell,  Tiger Syrup (1920)

“ The fighting spirit of the cave-man defending his mate showed in his contracted face.
“Accursed One,” sang Bo Clancy, leading with his left. “Yuh can't fight. The Evil Spirit's put the curse on yuh.”
“He has, has he,” said Coco between his teeth, and countered with a right that staggered Clancy. Then the Coco of the ring became the panther-blacksnake Coco of the gym, and for concentrated fierceness of attack I've never seen anything to beat the way the little darky tore into his bigger opponent.
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Portrait of Richard Connell Richard Connell,  Tiger Syrup (1920)

“ Then, out of the hurly-burly of panting torsos and whirling limbs, there seemed to pop one black figure, in startling contrast with the lighter-hued athletes about him. My eyes focused on the stranger and stayed focused.
He was the blackest thing I ever saw in my life—blacker than a crow at mid night, blacker than the interior of a whale, blacker than the cellar of the Mammoth Cave, blacker than black velvet.
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Portrait of Richard Connell Richard Connell,  Tiger Syrup (1920)

“ Yet Coco in the gym mixed it gladly with the biggest and roughest that came along. What was it then?
I decided to look up Billy Quirk and find out. He must know. Billy had been a great, game little fighter in the bare-knuckle days, and, with fists pickled in brine to make them tough, he had fought to a finish many a time, on the turf, for a princely purse of fifty dollars. Only a man who was a fighter at heart went in for the game in those days. To-day a good many boxers are merely financiers with good physiques and press-agents.
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