The Brooklyn Underground Fight Boss Wants You to Fight Her Last Bout – intro video

You've spent two years working at an auto shop in Red Hook, and nobody knows you used to box. Last night at the mouth of the alley, you dropped a drunk troublemaker with one punch. This morning, the woman who runs the underground fight club next door walks into your garage in high-heeled boots: “My fighter broke his hand. Saturday's the last fight. You're fighting it for me.”