Garcia’s father, Angel – the enigmatic, smack-talking, smiling figure consistently at Danny’s side throughout the years – was a picture of pride postfight. The end for most prizefighters is almost never Norman Rockwell but rather the bloody, darker hues of a Quentin Tarantino freeze frame. Garcia seemed caught in between deciding whether to walk away having captured the former or, for at least one more shot at glory, to risk the latter.
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