By Lyle Fitzsimmons - Funny… but this all seems kinda familiar.
It wasn’t all that long ago – following a couple desultory performances in title fights – that people started calling for the career head of a certain former multi-division world champion and contender for pound-for-pound supremacy.
His best days are behind him, the scribes wrote.
He’s going to get himself hurt, the experts opined.
Money is his only remaining motivation, the geniuses expressed.
Then at precisely the point where it seemed he’d been overmatched to the point of a legacy-encroaching championship-level beatdown, the tables were turned.
Instead of riding off into a lumpy-faced sunset, the very same former star summoned past greatness, ratcheted back time and took down a foe thought ready himself to be pronounced elite.
Then it was Antonio Margarito.
Now it’s Saul Alvarez.
And the song remains the same for a 40-year-old Shane Mosley. [Click Here To Read More]
It wasn’t all that long ago – following a couple desultory performances in title fights – that people started calling for the career head of a certain former multi-division world champion and contender for pound-for-pound supremacy.
His best days are behind him, the scribes wrote.
He’s going to get himself hurt, the experts opined.
Money is his only remaining motivation, the geniuses expressed.
Then at precisely the point where it seemed he’d been overmatched to the point of a legacy-encroaching championship-level beatdown, the tables were turned.
Instead of riding off into a lumpy-faced sunset, the very same former star summoned past greatness, ratcheted back time and took down a foe thought ready himself to be pronounced elite.
Then it was Antonio Margarito.
Now it’s Saul Alvarez.
And the song remains the same for a 40-year-old Shane Mosley. [Click Here To Read More]
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