Dreaming Of Making It To Round Two

Dreaming Of Making It To Round Two


Heavyweight boxing is dead. It’s one of those sports that was the biggest thing in the world, then all of a sudden it wasn’t much of anything. Horse racing is like that. Perhaps football’s days are numbered in the same way.

Mike Tyson was the last great heavyweight. There’s really no way to tell how good he was, because there was no one for him to really test himself against. He got bored, got beat, got jailed, got broke, and now he’s a punch line. But for a while, he was literally terrifying. It would have been fun to see him against an Ali, a Frazier, some form of Foreman in his prime — someone worthy of his best efforts.

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  1. Here’s the comment field! Cool. Of the constellation of sports that I don’t follow well, HW boxing has my greatest respect. I once sparred with a college buddy who was such. I was maybe 125# dripping wet, and he just needed the moves. I almost puked from the effort.

    RIP.

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