If God should punish men according to what they deserve, He would not leave so much as a beast on the back of the earth. THE KORAN Chapter 1 Midway into the fifth round the kid in the blue trunks rocked his opponent with a solid left to the jaw. He followed it with a straight right to the head. "He's ready to fall," Mick Ballou said. He looked it, too, but when the kid in blue waded in the other boy slipped a punch and groped his way into a clinch. I got a look at his eyes before the referee stepped between the two fighters. They looked glazed, unfocused. "How much time is there?" "More than a minute." "Plenty of time," Mick said. "Watch your man take the lad right out. For a small man he's strong as a bull." They weren't that small. Junior middleweights, which I guess would put them somewhere around 155 pounds. I used to know the weight limits for all the classes, but it was easy then. Now they've got more than twice as many classifications, with junior this and super that, and three different governing bodies each recognizing a different champion. I think the trend must have started when someone figured out that it was easier to promote a title bout, and it's