My head was swimming and it felt like my ears were bleeding. I blinked hard trying to make things come back into focus--I had to recover fast. Slowly the yells and screams started to seep into my ears. Then they flooded in. My eyes rolled around from the bright overhead lights, to His feet, to the fat, sweaty men jumping out of their seats in the first row. I felt my body sway and bend. He came into view above me, covering the light. A massive silhouette of muscle. He didn’t have to throw another punch. It was over.