Boxing is now in his blood, a sport that he honestly loves, Jack really does look the part, when he pulls on his 10oz gloves. Ding! Ding!...The bell starts round one, in a second, he's up off his stool, on his toes he's bobbin, an' weavin', seriously this kid is nobody's fool, a straight left is thrown to the jaw, followed by a stinging lethal right hook! another hard left hits the target, Jack Fox fights true to the book. But maybe I'm just a little bit biased, because after all I am Jack's proud granddad, as soon as the first bell starts ringing, I'm up shouting,....COME ON FOXY LAD!"