I am a battle that ended with a blow, A riddle that you may already know. Two men stepped up to fight with pride, Their fists clenched tight, they refused to hide. One was Kyle, strong and bold, But the other, O'Reilly, refused to fold. They squared off, ready to clash, And the audience watched, waiting to gasp. The sound of fists pounding, could be heard in the night, As the two men fought with all their might. But in the end, there could only be one, And O'Reilly emerged victorious, the job done. So tell me now, can you give me a clue, To the battle that ended with O'Reilly as the true blue?