Article first appeared at Roundtable Boxing

There are moments as a fan, writer and, I guess, participant in boxing when the sport’s inherent appeal becomes submerged in the deep waters of the damage and debilitation fighters accrue. On Saturday night, as Fabio Wardley stumbled forward, his face butchered, his senses numbed, boxing won and lost.

Saturday night’s heavyweight fight in Manchester, England between Fabio Wardley and Daniel Dubois, two British contenders in the prime of their careers and physical prowess, will prove to be one of the most memorable for many who bore witness. The victor was felled twice, the loser stubbornly refused to buckle but was, belatedly, stopped in the 11th round.

Dubois celebrated in that awkward manner of his. “Are you not entertained!”, he was urged to bellow to those still gathered in the darkness beyond the ropes.

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