By Dave Sholler - I have decided to retire from the sport of boxing. Simply put, I have had enough. After spending years chasing down fighters, promoters, and managers, I no longer have the desire to hound boxing personalities for quotes and headlines.
Mentally, I’m spent. Interviewing welterweight champions has become like wrestling porcupines. Getting facts and truth from promoters has been like finding an honest politician. In turn, the process of writing a piece has become grinding and I feel as if my eraser has been reduced to mere shavings.
It hasn’t been any easier physically. The sport has taken its toll on my limbs, digits, and extremities.
My left hand, also my writing hand, is bruised. Years of scribbling nonsense from overzealous managers has left me feeling carpal tunnelish. Likewise, my right hand, the controller of the starboard side of my computer keyboard, is sore. At the end of the day, I think I’ve punched one too many laptop keys. [details]
Mentally, I’m spent. Interviewing welterweight champions has become like wrestling porcupines. Getting facts and truth from promoters has been like finding an honest politician. In turn, the process of writing a piece has become grinding and I feel as if my eraser has been reduced to mere shavings.
It hasn’t been any easier physically. The sport has taken its toll on my limbs, digits, and extremities.
My left hand, also my writing hand, is bruised. Years of scribbling nonsense from overzealous managers has left me feeling carpal tunnelish. Likewise, my right hand, the controller of the starboard side of my computer keyboard, is sore. At the end of the day, I think I’ve punched one too many laptop keys. [details]
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