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August 23rd, 2007
What happens when very young men fall out of the bottom of the education system? Some of the more obvious answers can be found in broad daylight on a busy street in North London, in the shadow of the Spurs football [soccer] ground [where, incidently, Eubank fought Michael Watson on that tragic night]. A bunch of teenage boys, some of them hooded, are hanging out by the railings near the shops. A dealer arrives and hands one of them a phone. It contains drugs, but doesn’t look incriminating if caught on a camera. The boy vanishes. When he returns and hands the phone back, it contains money.
The mobiles harbour other things – scenes that, despite their low-pixel graininess, are all too vivid - a group beating up a single victim, a young man scaling a drainpipe to the sixth floor of a block of flats and going in through the window. A few seconds later, out flies a TV set. Having trashed the flat, the figure reappears and shins back down while his friends laugh and cheer. The footage then circulates with greater speed than gossip ever managed.
These are some of the episodes described by teachers and youth leaders at a new academy that aims to give boys from this culture a last chance to change. “They are doing this with a combination of basic schooling and sporting discipline. It started last year with just nine students. They are aged between 14 and 16, and have already been in trouble with the law. Some entered their teens without mastering single-digit adding and subtraction. What almost all have in common is that they have been excluded from schools for excluded pupils. Those establishments were once known as approved schools, then pupil referral units and now pupil support centres.
“However you name them, they didn’t work in the cases of these boys, and this bare classroom in a building off the high street is the very last of last-chance saloons,” Eubank told me.
Eubank has dipped in his hand in this venture and will help where he can in the future. There are 90-minute lessons, four times a week, in English and maths. Also brought in will be boxing, where Chris comes in. “They fight already. Boys have always fought. This is about teaching them some discipline, some manners. It is also about using people whom they respect as role models.”
He uses attack as his best of defence when saying “There’s rank hypocrisy about. Education is entrusted to governments composed of sane, middle-class people who make moral judgments when it suits them, but who haven’t got education remotely right. How dare they take away kids chances and then tell them, you offend my moral sensibilities by lacing on boxing gloves. Look at these kids’ expectations of drugs and crime and then compare that with the virtually irrelevant damage that carefully supervised boxing does. It doesn’t stack up, does it?”
He says contact in the sessions will be limited. When there is contact, it’ll be to the body – body-sparring.
A word to the wise: “I tell them: ‘Your health, if you actually think about it, is the most important thing in your life. If you want to live and enjoy your family, girlfriend, boyfriend, a winter’s morning, the cinema, ice cream - whatever, don’t smoke! Forget boxing, what about your bon bon’s??’”
Chris doesn’t believe in diet at all. He says mood and mentality are more important that cholesterol! “One must be buoyant, and that requires strawberry bon bon’s.”
I asked him why he started boxing in the first place. He says he had “a little belly, or abit of a belly" when he arrived in New York when he was 16, “when you get through as much weed as I got through, you need five or six bags of Treets a day!” But that belly had vanished within three months of arriving in New York because he barely had any food. However, he wanted to be able to stay in shape because he then had good food supply, and wanted to do so in a way that used his fists because it's all he knew. “There wasn't the facilities to play football or tennis when and where I was growing up.”
But also, his expectations for himself were very high. “I wanted to be able to fly Concorde, eat a tossed salad whilst sitting on Ocean Drive in Miami. When I realised the criminal world probably wouldn't steer me there, boxing was an option because it was an exteme job and I was an extreme individual. Two extremes go hand in hand.”
If you weren’t brought up fighting on the streets, Eubank says you likely cannot make it in boxing, “unless you're severely abnormal”. He explains “I’d been beaten up on average four days a week from the age of four. That conditions your body to physical pain, if I wasn't conditioned to physical pain then I would never have come close to making it in boxing. I would have taken many years to actually condition my body to physical pain, and by then I would be put off.
“But being a former scrapper in the street is a great qualification, a great technical skill to have when entering pugilism, to bring with you into the world of pugilism – especially if you lost more than you won, because your body is already conditioned to physical pain and harm, and you can just get on with learning the craft and making a neat little home for yourself in the trenches where you base yourself in sparring. That’s how you become a good fighter: get beat up.
“I came up the correct way in that when you are four years old, you are only being hit by fellow four-year-olds – six-year-olds at best. So you’re conditioned all the way through. It’s like your classmates, you don’t notice the others in your class at Bellingden Junior changing in any way when you’re growing up, but then in Year Six you look back at photographs of Year Three and see that you are all very much different and yet you haven't noticed that. If I was to have been hit by a 12-year-old when I was six, the pain would be substantial – more substantial than it could be. But I wasn’t hit by a 12-year-old until I was 11.
“When I started sparring in the Jerome Gym in June 1983, I started off with one set of three rounds, then over the months that progressed into six-rounders, then eventually full-blooded 12-rounders. We even did some 15-rounders to condition ourselves so that a 12-round fight felt easier.
“Moving into the pro’s, it was four-rounders, onto six-rounders, then onto eight-rounders, 10-rounders and eventually the 12-round championship fights. It was just so correct.”
August 23rd, 2007
What happens when very young men fall out of the bottom of the education system? Some of the more obvious answers can be found in broad daylight on a busy street in North London, in the shadow of the Spurs football [soccer] ground [where, incidently, Eubank fought Michael Watson on that tragic night]. A bunch of teenage boys, some of them hooded, are hanging out by the railings near the shops. A dealer arrives and hands one of them a phone. It contains drugs, but doesn’t look incriminating if caught on a camera. The boy vanishes. When he returns and hands the phone back, it contains money.
The mobiles harbour other things – scenes that, despite their low-pixel graininess, are all too vivid - a group beating up a single victim, a young man scaling a drainpipe to the sixth floor of a block of flats and going in through the window. A few seconds later, out flies a TV set. Having trashed the flat, the figure reappears and shins back down while his friends laugh and cheer. The footage then circulates with greater speed than gossip ever managed.
These are some of the episodes described by teachers and youth leaders at a new academy that aims to give boys from this culture a last chance to change. “They are doing this with a combination of basic schooling and sporting discipline. It started last year with just nine students. They are aged between 14 and 16, and have already been in trouble with the law. Some entered their teens without mastering single-digit adding and subtraction. What almost all have in common is that they have been excluded from schools for excluded pupils. Those establishments were once known as approved schools, then pupil referral units and now pupil support centres.
“However you name them, they didn’t work in the cases of these boys, and this bare classroom in a building off the high street is the very last of last-chance saloons,” Eubank told me.
Eubank has dipped in his hand in this venture and will help where he can in the future. There are 90-minute lessons, four times a week, in English and maths. Also brought in will be boxing, where Chris comes in. “They fight already. Boys have always fought. This is about teaching them some discipline, some manners. It is also about using people whom they respect as role models.”
He uses attack as his best of defence when saying “There’s rank hypocrisy about. Education is entrusted to governments composed of sane, middle-class people who make moral judgments when it suits them, but who haven’t got education remotely right. How dare they take away kids chances and then tell them, you offend my moral sensibilities by lacing on boxing gloves. Look at these kids’ expectations of drugs and crime and then compare that with the virtually irrelevant damage that carefully supervised boxing does. It doesn’t stack up, does it?”
He says contact in the sessions will be limited. When there is contact, it’ll be to the body – body-sparring.
A word to the wise: “I tell them: ‘Your health, if you actually think about it, is the most important thing in your life. If you want to live and enjoy your family, girlfriend, boyfriend, a winter’s morning, the cinema, ice cream - whatever, don’t smoke! Forget boxing, what about your bon bon’s??’”
Chris doesn’t believe in diet at all. He says mood and mentality are more important that cholesterol! “One must be buoyant, and that requires strawberry bon bon’s.”
I asked him why he started boxing in the first place. He says he had “a little belly, or abit of a belly" when he arrived in New York when he was 16, “when you get through as much weed as I got through, you need five or six bags of Treets a day!” But that belly had vanished within three months of arriving in New York because he barely had any food. However, he wanted to be able to stay in shape because he then had good food supply, and wanted to do so in a way that used his fists because it's all he knew. “There wasn't the facilities to play football or tennis when and where I was growing up.”
But also, his expectations for himself were very high. “I wanted to be able to fly Concorde, eat a tossed salad whilst sitting on Ocean Drive in Miami. When I realised the criminal world probably wouldn't steer me there, boxing was an option because it was an exteme job and I was an extreme individual. Two extremes go hand in hand.”
If you weren’t brought up fighting on the streets, Eubank says you likely cannot make it in boxing, “unless you're severely abnormal”. He explains “I’d been beaten up on average four days a week from the age of four. That conditions your body to physical pain, if I wasn't conditioned to physical pain then I would never have come close to making it in boxing. I would have taken many years to actually condition my body to physical pain, and by then I would be put off.
“But being a former scrapper in the street is a great qualification, a great technical skill to have when entering pugilism, to bring with you into the world of pugilism – especially if you lost more than you won, because your body is already conditioned to physical pain and harm, and you can just get on with learning the craft and making a neat little home for yourself in the trenches where you base yourself in sparring. That’s how you become a good fighter: get beat up.
“I came up the correct way in that when you are four years old, you are only being hit by fellow four-year-olds – six-year-olds at best. So you’re conditioned all the way through. It’s like your classmates, you don’t notice the others in your class at Bellingden Junior changing in any way when you’re growing up, but then in Year Six you look back at photographs of Year Three and see that you are all very much different and yet you haven't noticed that. If I was to have been hit by a 12-year-old when I was six, the pain would be substantial – more substantial than it could be. But I wasn’t hit by a 12-year-old until I was 11.
“When I started sparring in the Jerome Gym in June 1983, I started off with one set of three rounds, then over the months that progressed into six-rounders, then eventually full-blooded 12-rounders. We even did some 15-rounders to condition ourselves so that a 12-round fight felt easier.
“Moving into the pro’s, it was four-rounders, onto six-rounders, then onto eight-rounders, 10-rounders and eventually the 12-round championship fights. It was just so correct.”
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