A Shot At Becoming A Golden Gloves Boxing Champion

Telling his grandchildren about his days as a boxer and Golden Gloves contender, Max put his hands up and said, “I challenged the current champ. I got into the ring, shook hands and the bell rang. We weaved to the center of the ring. He threw a wicked right cross, then came a blazing right cross…” Max paused, and his grandson asked, “Then what happened grandpa?” “Well, then lad,” sighed Max, “came the Red Cross.”