When the bell rang, the sound of the crowd was like a physical blow. Kofi watched through his lens as Ali did the unthinkable. He didn't run; he leaned into the ropes, letting Foreman’s thunderous fists rain down. It was madness. It was "rope-a-dope." "He’s falling!" someone screamed next to Kofi. But Ali wasn’t falling. He was waiting.
In the eighth round, the jungle went silent for a split second. Ali spun off the ropes like a coiled spring. A lightning-fast right hook connected. Foreman, the unbeatable giant, began to topple in slow motion. Kofi clicked the shutter.
(breakdown of specific cultural references)
(the influence of African percussion on the track) Historical context (more details on the Ali-Foreman fight)
