Rocky Marciano Stood Out In Boxing Like

I Was On My Face. I Heard The Count From One To 10. I Kept Telling Myself That I Had To Get Up, But I Couldn't Move. I Couldn't Make Myself Move. It Was The Strangest Feeling.

To Win Takes A Complete Commitment Of Mind And Body. When You Can't Make That Commitment, They Don't Call You A Champion Anymore.

Rocky Is A Poor Italian Boy From A Poor Italian Family, And He Appreciates The Buck More Than Almost Anybody. He's Only Got Two Halfway Decent Purses So Far, And It Was Like A Tiger Tasting Blood

The Greatness Of Marciano In The Ring Was Defined By The Way He Prepared For A Fight, His Ability To Punch And Take A Punch.

I Believe, In My Prime, I Could Have Fought With Anybody Alive.