Travis had just earned a unanimous decision victory over a tough, undefeated Hawaiian. Undefeated himself, he had yet to experience judges’ scorecards. The cards tonight read: 30-27, 30-27, and 30-26. Absolute dominance before his hometown’s loyal, supportive fanbase.
By the look on Travis’s face, one would have surmised he had lost.
“Great fight, Trav..,” a member of the media began, wanting to capture the winner’s reflection following the fifteen-minute, back-and-forth war.
Travis interrupted, “That was abysmal. I don’t get paid by the minute. I don’t give a fuck what any judges think,” and then stormed off.
Word Count: 93
Prompted from the Weekend Writing Prompt #144 at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2020/02/22/weekend-writing-prompt-145-abysmal/.
