The motive behind his drive is unlike anything I can understand. He kept getting up because he HAD to. There was no tossing in the towel or spitting out the mouthpiece as a signal of quit. He needed to forge forward with everything he had until his legs couldn't handle movement. To see someone fight with a heart that big was a really moving experience for me.
The night was filled with great Thai culture that included traditional Thai music, exciting gambling on the fighters and the camaraderie and respect between rival camps. This is something everyone should set out to experience!
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