Dear Robert,

I can dig it, excellent advice! Except for one thing — I’m going to disagree, just a bit, with you about Foreman. He wasn’t a complete slouch. The way he tells of that fight with Ali, it was the only time he got into the ring without fear. The next thing he knew, he was coming to, and Ali was standing over him. Fear, he said, was his good friend.

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