All that heart is what made the night fit right into Fair Baltimore. The second fight on the card saw Craig Hight from Chambersburg, Pa., take on Dameron Kirby of Gaithersburg. Kirby, a swing-for-the-fences striker, shivered Hight with quick hard jabs and more than a few pendulous roundhouses, but Hight, a college wrestler, owned the ground, repeatedly taking Kirby down and savaging him with sharp elbows to the face, to the ribs, to anywhere he could find an open inch of the powerful Kirby. By the third round, Hight's mouth was a red mess and his huge beard was streaked with blood, but he held on to win a 29-28 decision. After the fight, Hight described his strategy: "He's a strong son of a bitch and I didn't want to get hit in the head again, so I wanted to take his ass down." When I asked the tired warrior what hurt, he looked at me through swollen eyes and seemed to wonder if someone had swapped my brain for a potato before answering, "My face."