Jimmy Conway @AwShizz - Twitter Profile

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about 4 hours ago

The Rumble in the Jungle - when Muhammad Ali took back his crown from Big George Foreman. the fight is widely considered one of the greatest sporting events of the 20th century 🥊 A 4:1 underdog, Ali knew he couldn't out-slug the ferocious Foreman. Instead, Ali did the "rope-a-dope”, covering up and taking heavy body blows while verbally taunting Foreman the whole fight. Then in the eighth round, after Foreman had punched himself into exhaustion, Ali unleashed lightning-fast combinations that dropped Foreman to the canvas 💥 Ali was champion once more….

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@Ezekle1

about 18 hours ago

The janitor saw a soldier crying alone at the gate. What he did next left the whole terminal speechless. It was just past 6 a.m. at a busy airport when Army Corporal James Whitfield sat down in an empty row of seats at Gate 14 and put his head in his hands. He had just missed his flight. Not because he was careless. Not because he overslept. James had been held up in a security line for 40 minutes, his military ID triggering an additional screening that morning of all mornings. By the time he reached the gate, the door was closed. The plane was already pulling back from the jetway. He was supposed to be on it to say goodbye to his mother. She had passed away three days earlier. The funeral was in eight hours, two states away. And James a 26-year-old who had spent the last year deployed overseas, had come home just in time to miss it. He didn't make a scene. He just sat there in his uniform, quietly falling apart. That's when Marcus Webb noticed him. Marcus, 58, had been mopping the floor near the gate when he looked up and saw the young soldier. He set his mop aside, walked over, and sat down next to him without saying a word. After a moment, he asked, simply: "You okay, son?" James told him everything. Marcus listened. He didn't offer empty words. He didn't say it'll be okay. He just sat with him in the quiet for a moment, nodding slowly. Then he stood up, took off his work gloves, and said, "Wait here." Marcus walked to the nearest ticket counter. He had $800 in his checking account, his rent was due in five days. He asked the agent for the next available flight to James's destination. She found one leaving in two hours. The ticket cost $794. Marcus paid for it without hesitating. When he walked back to Gate 14 and handed James the printed boarding pass, the soldier stared at it like he didn't understand what he was holding. "I can't let you do this," James said, his voice breaking. Marcus shook his head. "You already can't stop me." A gate agent who witnessed the exchange later shared the story online. Within hours, thousands of strangers had found Marcus's GoFundMe and covered his rent three times over. He refused most of it, asking that the rest go to a veterans' fund. "I just saw a young man who needed to be somewhere. I had the money. He needed it more than I did that day. That's all it was." Marcus Webb, airport custodian James made it. He walked into the funeral home twenty minutes before the service began, still in his uniform. His family said his mother would have loved the story. They'd never met before that morning. They've talked every week since.