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|Matt|Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been... it's been too long since my last confession. My dad, he used to come to this church back when I was a kid. He was a fighter. Old school. Boxer. Lost more than he won. Had a 24-31 record before he, ... But he could take a punch. Jesus, he could take a punch.
|Matt|Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been... it's been too long since my last confession. My dad, he used to come to this church back when I was a kid. He was a fighter. Old school. Boxer. Lost more than he won. Had a 24-31 record before he, ... But he could take a punch. Jesus, he could take a punch.
|FrLantom|Language.
|FrLantom|Language.
|Matt|Sorry, Father. Yeah, guys he went up against used to say it was like hitting oak. And nights when he was outmatched, my dad's strategy was to let 'em hit him till they broke their hands. He never got knocked out, my dad. Knocked down, sure. But he always got back up. He was always on his feet when he lost. Every now and then, though, every now and then, he'd get hit and something inside of him would snap. My grandmother, she was the real Catholic. Fear of God ran deep. You'd have liked her. She used to say, "Be careful of the Murdock boys. They got the devil in 'em." And you'd see it sometimes in the ring. His eyes would go dead and he'd start walking forward real slow hands at his sides, like he wasn't afraid of anything. And the other guy, he'd see that look, and he'd try to get away from him. Nah. My dad, he'd catch him and trap him in the corner. Let the devil out. Yeah. Now, I didn't understand it. What he was feeling deep inside, I didn't understand it. Not back then.         |mood3=inquisitive
|Matt|Sorry, Father. Yeah, guys he went up against used to say it was like hitting oak. And nights when he was outmatched, my dad's strategy was to let 'em hit him till they broke their hands. He never got knocked out, my dad. Knocked down, sure. But he always got back up. He was always on his feet when he lost. Every now and then, though, every now and then, he'd get hit and something inside of him would snap. My grandmother, she was the real Catholic. Fear of God ran deep. You'd have liked her. She used to say, "Be careful of the Murdock boys. They got the devil in 'em." And you'd see it sometimes in the ring. His eyes would go dead and he'd start walking forward real slow hands at his sides, like he wasn't afraid of anything. And the other guy, he'd see that look, and he'd try to get away from him. Nah. My dad, he'd catch him and trap him in the corner. Let the devil out. Yeah. Now, I didn't understand it. What he was feeling deep inside, I didn't understand it. Not back then.
|FrLantom|But you understand it now? Perhaps this would be easier if you tell me what you've done.
|FrLantom|But you understand it now? Perhaps this would be easier if you tell me what you've done.
|Matt|I'm not seeking penance for what I've done, Father. I'm asking forgiveness for what I'm about to do.
|Matt|I'm not seeking penance for what I've done, Father. I'm asking forgiveness for what I'm about to do.