As Manolo Zecchini clutched the dent where his abs used to be, trying desperately to haul his faltering frame from the canvas, Morgan Charriere took a slow step forward, his arms hanging casually by his side. He tensed, balanced himself, and propelled his right shin at the Italian.
The preceding kick, a front kick, had exhibited Charriere’s technique; this follow-up soccer kick showed a different side to the featherweight. This was spite and brutality distilled into one strike. It ended Zecchini, launching the tourist back to the fence, where he collapsed under punches from Paris’s hometown hero.
