By Lyle Fitzsimmons - Amid journalistic response to the first score Jimmy Lennon Jr. read Saturday night in Las Vegas have been calls to hunt down judge C.J. Ross, examine the outfit that gave her license to judge fights in the first place and righteously trot out the haughty “See, this is what’s killing boxing!” phrase.
But we really ought to thank Ms. Ross for an unintended contribution to the cause.
By watching the 12 rounds of interaction between Floyd Mayweather Jr. and Saul Alvarez and deeming it a dead-even encounter – then having the chutzpah to insist she got it right – the stern-faced lass with the initialed name has created the exact flashpoint angst needed to topple ineffective regimes.
Before that torment wears off and the great media horde goes back to obediently feeding at the promotional trough, it’s high time to take another run at revolution. And, because the marketing folks that labeled recent Middle East tumult as the “Arab Spring” seem to be on to something catchy, I’m going to co-opt their hard work and call this one the “Boxing Autumn.” [Click Here To Read More