Every boxer needs a handle.
James Gaddas's monologue is a dazzling, extremely physical portrait of the boxer's world. It is concerned with masculinity, fathers and sons, and the expectations society has of the men who hit and get hit for money. He simultaneously ascends boxing's greasy ladder and discovers himself. He wants to be comfortable with who he is, but his actions have huge consequences. One of the play's strengths is that it doesn't conform to the standard, consoling discourses of much gay theatre.