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Boxing: Audley Harrison. The importance of the man who wouldn’t be king.

In Boxing, Olympic Boxing, Prizefighter, Heavyweight on March 30, 2015 at 3:25 pm

Audley-MiddletonLennox Lewis strode down the aisle, the glow of certainty and phosphorous bulbs around him. The manifest presence of the world’s heavyweight champion entered the atmosphere.  Assurance screamed silently from his frame.  Natural stillness served to amplify the power beneath. His height and languid gait serving notice that his kingdom remained entirely visible despite the black shields hiding his gaze.  His patronage immediately verified all before him.

A lion, on a high, shaded rock.

Wladimir Klitschko, dominance and the burden of proof

In Boxing, Heavyweight, Sports on January 27, 2014 at 10:51 pm

Historically, dominance is a fleeting experience in the heavyweight division. Perhaps, thankfully fleeting. In the last century we’ve seen a number of periods in which one fighter reigned over the sports blue ribbon division. Louis, Marciano, Holmes, Tyson. An exalted list of greatness. Once in a generation fighters who destroyed their contemporaries and illuminated their respective eras. Something else unified those luminaries; the lack of a defining opponent.

Wladimir Klitschko, who turns 38 ahead of his next defence, is in the Autumn of a career even by today’s extended measure. Like those illustrious greats he finds himself searching for an opponent who will offer triumphant definition to his manicured statistics or risk being remembered for a defeat to Lamon Brewster in 2004 or a slew of moribund victories similar to the one he will accumulate in April when he tackles over-matched Alex Leapai.

Boxing: “Just wave Joe, you’re beautiful baby. God bless ya champ.”

In Boxing on January 10, 2014 at 1:52 pm

ImageLennox Lewis simply isn’t celebrated enough. Now before you depart, mistaking this statement as a prelude to a tired hit-chasing argument about Lennox always beating Tyson – even in 1993 – or whooping Vitali in the never seen rematch, it points instead to his well timed retirement; faculties in tact, money safe and talent fulfilled.

Too few have the wisdom and foresight to resist the public or personal clamour to continue or, worst still, return. Great, good and those no more than game very rarely depart from boxing on their own terms, and if they do, they are frequently drawn back. Invited or not.

Joe Louis, for some the greatest heavyweight of all, was reduced to welcoming tourists to Caeser’s Palace before an equally humble turn as a wrestler and wrestling referee following his second retirement. For fifty years it remained the most visible and documented example of a fall from greatness. Until now.


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