The punch to his liver had actually made him zone out for a bit—however small that time may have been-- and he couldn’t react. He knew the punch was coming but it was going to come too fast. And there was no way he was going to actually be able to react before it hit. So he flinched preparing to take the punch head on when all of a sudden… he stopped. That was the other thing that his first boxing match didn’t have. Rounds. It was all just one very long round.

He remained still even after he saw Mac go over to his appropriate corner. But eventually he manages to snap himself out of his gaze and goes over to his corner as well. He was starting to become used to fighting without his rubber powers now. In his mind he thought the next round he was going to do better than this one. He got caught off guard way too many times.