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Own facts narrated by Deborah.

"I was playing a boxing tournament in another city. The tournament was sponsored by major sports brands, and also recognized by the national boxing. I arrived for the final struggle with great difficulty because of my previous fights have all been decided by points. I felt much pain in the ribs, one eye was almost closed and I felt dehydrated, while my opponent had fought the final fight fewer rounds and won all his fights by knockout.

I heard bad comments about me. They said I was inexperienced, my opponent was stronger - and it was even, but not as smart as me - and that would kill me, would end with me and everything. It really was difficult to fight because she was beating hard and I was feeling too tired to support more powerful blows and keep the defense.

As I walked toward the ring many people harassed me, since I would be facing a fighter in this region where the tournament took place. A big fat rabbit apparently in middle age, wearing a pair of pants with suspenders, came to me and wished me good luck. Hugged me so happy and confident, it seemed that he was my coach. And I also saw that others - the minority there - were cheering for me and it encouraged me.

The fight began and my opponent, who greeted me or came up to me, delivering a straight punch that even managed to defend well. She leaned into me punching hard, pushed me against the corner and I hit a hook in the stomach so hard that I was forced to kneel and let the referee count to open, so I cooled down a little encouragement from her and thought of something. I had to give that knockdown not to be defeated as well, so quickly. Back to fighting, I could tell she was wearing was trying very powerful punches, so I concentrated on using the speed of my punches and dodge me, keeping a safe distance, since he had not much strength. I did not cause much damage to she, punctuated only. However I had to return one knockdown to ensure victory. Then at the end of the fourth and penultimate round I decided that she neglected her defense, trying to hit me with an uppercut right side was open and hit her with a combination of cross, hook and uppercut, causing it to collapse. The referee opened the scoring, but she recovered it did not work, because it was very stunned. When you restart the fight I hit a sequence of crusaders who broke his defense, and finished with a straight punch. Knockout indisputable. That crowd shouting saying "break it", "finish him!" Suddenly fell silent.
In the end I was booed by some and applauded by many, because I beat them dear.
On the outside, when I went out with my trainer, that big fat rabbit came happily greet me once again. He was a descendant of Irish, crazy about female boxing, and was there to watch the fights and bet. He loved a good bet. My opponent was favorite to win and therefore my winning bidder to pay 10 times the amount wagered. It was tempting, but only he had plenty of courage to bet on me. As an expression of gratitude, he presented me with a generous portion of premium received and a bottle of the best wine of your cellar, which is located in the city."

Description
Own facts narrated by Deborah.

"I was playing a boxing tournament in another city. The tournament was sponsored by major sports brands, and also recognized by the national boxing. I arrived for the final struggle with great difficulty because of my previous fights have all been decided by points. I felt much pain in the ribs, one eye was almost closed and I felt dehydrated, while my opponent had fought the final fight fewer rounds and won all his fights by knockout.

I heard bad comments about me. They said I was inexperienced, my opponent was stronger - and it was even, but not as smart as me - and that would kill me, would end with me and everything. It really was difficult to fight because she was beating hard and I was feeling too tired to support more powerful blows and keep the defense.

As I walked toward the ring many people harassed me, since I would be facing a fighter in this region where the tournament took place. A big fat rabbit apparently in middle age, wearing a pair of pants with suspenders, came to me and wished me good luck. Hugged me so happy and confident, it seemed that he was my coach. And I also saw that others - the minority there - were cheering for me and it encouraged me.

The fight began and my opponent, who greeted me or came up to me, delivering a straight punch that even managed to defend well. She leaned into me punching hard, pushed me against the corner and I hit a hook in the stomach so hard that I was forced to kneel and let the referee count to open, so I cooled down a little encouragement from her and thought of something. I had to give that knockdown not to be defeated as well, so quickly. Back to fighting, I could tell she was wearing was trying very powerful punches, so I concentrated on using the speed of my punches and dodge me, keeping a safe distance, since he had not much strength. I did not cause much damage to she, punctuated only. However I had to return one knockdown to ensure victory. Then at the end of the fourth and penultimate round I decided that she neglected her defense, trying to hit me with an uppercut right side was open and hit her with a combination of cross, hook and uppercut, causing it to collapse. The referee opened the scoring, but she recovered it did not work, because it was very stunned. When you restart the fight I hit a sequence of crusaders who broke his defense, and finished with a straight punch. Knockout indisputable. That crowd shouting saying "break it", "finish him!" Suddenly fell silent.
In the end I was booed by some and applauded by many, because I beat them dear.
On the outside, when I went out with my trainer, that big fat rabbit came happily greet me once again. He was a descendant of Irish, crazy about female boxing, and was there to watch the fights and bet. He loved a good bet. My opponent was favorite to win and therefore my winning bidder to pay 10 times the amount wagered. It was tempting, but only he had plenty of courage to bet on me. As an expression of gratitude, he presented me with a generous portion of premium received and a bottle of the best wine of your cellar, which is located in the city."