"Küskü from the Boxers is coming up to take his final swing!"
The announcer was yelling enthusiastically as if to spite the crowd; you gotta give credit where it's due, he played a big part in hyping things up.
"Let's get this show on the road, boys!"
If there was anyone hyping the crowd at least as much as him, it could be none other than Sukrucuk; our guy was talking while staring down the opponent.
"Come on boy, shut them up!"
The gray-haired coach gave his last remaining boxer a final pep talk and slapped him hard on the back. Actually, there wasn't much need for it, because Küskü was about to toss his hoodie aside.
"Damn, look at the absolute unit his mama raised!"
"What the hell bro, look at the guy!"
"He's definitely juicing!"
