Taylor seemingly took a five-round knife to a scheduled ten-round gun fight, his main doled damage to Matthysse coming by way of a head-butt'd cut over the right eye. Early and often as a dead man votes Democrat, Matthysse trapped him on the ropes and freely unloaded.
The end came when Matthysse, 29, dropped Taylor with ye olde left, right, left again. The third man in the ring, Mr. Jay Nady saw his count beat, but called a halt to the sweet science practitioning thereafter at 2:21 of the stanza.
Mr. David Lemieux (37-3, 33 KO) hath left little doubt as to his goal of a shot at headliner Mr. Saul "Canelo" Alvarez. Humsoever, the Quebecian pugilist had scant inkling of an idea as to what unmitigated chutzpah Mr. Marcos Reyes (35-4, 26 KO) brung with. On a card billed as The Battle For Mexico re: its main event, the only taste of Mexico was served up by Reyes.
Reyes stood up to several of the self-same bombastic left hooks which put Mr. Curtis Stevens beddy-bye and nighty-night. Reyes donned early, the proverbial crimson mask, which flowed down, turning his trunks a garish shade of lovely pink. His mouth-piece knocked twice clear outta his maw. Then not the thinkable knock-out occurred -- but the unthinkable -- Reyes rallied in the fifth stanza, taking it to Lemieux's croissant-basket for a fleeting and heroic tick.
It was over for Reyes on the scorecard in the eighth, when he threw a bit of post-bell leather. Lemieux angrily retaliated. Referee Mr. Tony Weeks then deducted a point from the Mexican. Reyes then went on to eat more Canadian thunder, yet still finished proudly, continuing to engage Lemieux. The outcome of the Ballad of Reyes ended in a scorecard of 99-90 twice and 98-91 once. For all judges since Solomon lack poetry, and what points correlate with testicles the size of Chihuahua, anyways? (The place, not the breed.)
POSTSCRIPT: I previewed these matches HERE. Thought ya gentlepersons might like to know.
