She had been swimming in paperwork for the last few days, trying to get everything put together that somehow Jack had made seem simple and easy. She supposed when you got to be as old as he was, and as stubborn, it was simple keeping bits of paper and stats of fights clear in your head. For her, it was a constant struggle but she thought she had managed to come to grips with it enough to reopen the ring, and get people inside fighting again. She filled her folder with her notes, the betting sheets and everything in-between that may have something to do with the business before making her way to the streets. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will keep this short for once as like much of Race Street, our loss has removed nearly all motivation from some of us, myself most of all it would seem." She held up her hand, "But I said publically that I would continue the work that Jack Mezzo had started, and given the support from the community, I will do what I promised." she nodded her head at Tammy and Dino who had supported her the last few days. 

"That said, I will be opening fights again as of this evening. We currently have," she paused to read over her list marking off herself and Runa with a shaking hand, "twelve fighters, five who have not yet entered the ring. If you are interested in engaging in a bout of friendly "no punching in the dick" fisticuffs, then please do speak up." 

She handed out a stack of flyers that had the information from the late Mezzo upon it, ripped off from him directly because the man was much more to the point than she was most of the time. 

• There is fame and fortune to be sought. That's right, your reputation and skill as a boxer will grow, as will your wallet for the top fighters. League bouts will be funded by myself, however higher profile fights can be sponsored by anyone!
   
• Anyone can box, and it costs $500,000 to get started. You will register your interest with myself, I will take you through the necessary steps to get started. If you'd like to look into the detail yourself, you can find it on this leaflet

As people re-read the announcement she nodded her head, "Right, well not interested in dragging out another public appearance when I look like this," she said gesturing to herself. "For those of you just tuning in, fights are restarting tonight. We have several credits to give away to the winners, and if we can all be patient as I'm destined to fuck this up, I would appreciate it." she gave a small wave, awkwardly unsure how to end this. 

'I am more than happy to put my unbeaten record on the line to get things started.  Team Tammy is up and running again!

who fancies a shot at the title?'

Dino starts to get envious of the vacant spoony belt.

Ready to rumble and wearing shorts instead of pants Apparition headed towards the ring with a few friends in tow. A lock box with some betting funds followed behind. 

"Lets rumble Dino I'm gonna knock your socks off you silly silly man." 

She was off to an amazing start, a wonderful start, the kind of start that her parents had always wanted for her. She had fucked up everything humanly possible, but it was fine because it was Apparition to blame, and certainly not her. No sir-ee bob. Frankie was golden, which is why she ran back to the crowd and used Dino's impressive girth to stop before turning to repeat everything she had already said, but slightly fancier but also on a lovely placard, which she was going to use after this fight to beat the living shit, or what remained, out of Apparition. 

Cupping her hands around her mouth she gave a yell to get the crowd's attention, "Oi! Fuck boys!" she shouted and as the heads turned she gave a little dainty wave. "I am pleased to announce that our first fight back will be between ♥Dino and ♥Apparition with a prize pot of Fifteen special coins." she said to everyone. 

"The fight will start shortly, once Dino is done wining, whining, and dining with his lady friend Mildred, he'll be having a quick rub and then into the Ring for a glorious battle."

"For those of you interested in placing bets, the odds are being calculated all proper like and you can send me any cash you are interested in where you can win your original bet, and the % based on the odds. I can say at the moment it's very likely that Dino will win, given his undefeated title, even though I nearly had him that motherfucker..." she coughed. 

"Sorry, just going to go ahead and pop this little poster up right here on the wall to show you the odds and what you can bet on." 

Dino to Win    1/3    1.33
App To Win    3/1    4
Dino to KO    1/2    1.5
App to KO    2/1    3
Draw    5/6    1.83

"Please ensure that your bookies label the bet you are interested in placing when they hand over the funds. If I fuck this up, I am sorry in advance. Also note that 10% of all winnings is going to me because I said so, and I'm in charge of this so tough!"  

"Hellloooooo, Me again! I've updated the Apparition odds to 5/6 due to not understand how odds work, betting or math. Thank you!" 

"It was a long, very long, some might say too long, fight but in the end, Dino triumphed over Apparition and took home the Spoony belt, 15 credits, and the pride in an erection well won." she shook the man's hand and then discretely wiped it clean when he wasn't looking. "Perhaps tomorrow we'll have another fight, do we have any challengers?" 

Dino help @Apparitions hand aloft, recognising a great warrior

'it was a great fight, and even more so, the best commentary we've ever seen, the timewarp being a particular highlight. I'm willing to take on the next fighter whenever'

Dino holds aloft the spoony belt

Business had kept Thomas Crown pretty busy since the competition was started by Jack. Thomas was trying his best to get into the ring, but unfortunately his responsibilities did not allow that. So now that Thomas was finally free from his other worldly responsibilities. Thomas was finally ready to step into the ring. He had a boxing style gym setup in one of his warehouses. He hired a trainer, got the equipment and all. And started training for the boxing competition. Needless to say, with his age, no training came without its bumps and bruises. Alas, never one to give up. He kept going, taking shot after shot from his trainer. Fighting the ropes, jab after jab. He kept training, running, jumping rope. Breaking sweat. In his custom made trunks and his signature head band full of sweat. Thomas was ready for his chance at the ring. So without waiting around too much. He got back to his apartment showered and all. And had his secretary call Frances. 

Yea, go ahead. Give her a ring. Its time I finally put this training to the test. 

His secretary got on the phone and called Frances office. Finally after calling around a bit they were able to get Frances on the line. "Sir, we found her. She's on the other line". 

Perfect! 

Thomas wiped the sweat off his forehead as he gingerly walked over to the phone. 

Hey! Hows it going over there? Firstly. I want to thank you for continuing this competition. The death of late GodFather Mezzo struck us all pretty hard. Doesn't feel right, to continue given such a tragic loss. 

Thomas stopped as he worked thru his thoughts and feelings. 

However, before I had my secretary make this call. I thought it thru. What would Jack want? Would Jack just want this competition to end, with his untimely demise? And the answer hit me like a punch. 

Thomas took a sip of his water cup. 

The show must go on. For the country, for the mob. For Jack!!! We must keep moving forward. Count me in. Let me know, where you would like me to fly into. Ive been training. 

Thomas flexed his muscles as he continued his conversation. 

And I feel like, I am ready for my first taste of boxing. Put me on the card. Its time. 

Thomas continued to finish out his conversation with Frances. As they figured out the details of his first fight.