The rounds felt like a tug of war going nowhere. A cross here, a counter there. At round 7 Abramson was lightning fast, the straight making a beeline for Sam's head. Everything seemed to be in slow motion and Sam stood still, but Abramson was left open, the momentum of the attack would throw him off balance if he didn't connect. Sam slipped left then right, and ducked and went around behind him. As Abramson woukd turn, his vision wouldn't see anything that came from the far side, if Sam could land a punch with his left, things would be easier. Sam saw the opportunity when Abramson would be halfway through the turn, he went for it. A left straight that would feel like a missile, this was his opportunity.