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In one corner you have the Greatest, Muhammad Ali, squaring off against the Cat, Oleksandr Usyk.
Born on opposite sides of the Atlantic on the same day (the 17th of January) forty-five years apart, they are two of the best fighters to ever lace up a pair of gloves.
Not only do they share a birthday, but both are six foot three inches in height, both have a seventy-eight reach and their optimum fighting weight is between 215 and 220 pounds, Usyk being the slightly heavier of the two.
This is a really tricky fight to predict. Even though Usyk has modern-day training and nutrition advantages, he is still slower than Ali both in hand and foot speed.
In terms of stamina, they are about even, with Ali regularly fighting for fifteen rounds and Usyk showing an unreal gas tank, often getting stronger as the fight progresses. Again, endurance and chin are dead even. In terms of heart, again with iron wills to win theres nothing to separate them.
Neither are known for hitting hard, so its reasonable to expect a high output tactical boxing match rather than an all-out slug fest.
Technical skills favour Usyk, however the âÂÂmistakes Ali makes like pulling his head back, crossing his feet or fighting with his hands low are all tailored to his inhuman reflexes, and he turns them into his strengths.
Looking at ring IQ, Ali is a genius in the squared circle, able to come up with winning strategies mid-fight. Whereas Usyk has the preciseness of a surgeon and, having never tasted defeat in the pros and holding the experience of over three hundred amateur fights, is Alis equal.
As you can probably tell, I can barely split them. Ali has the edge in terms of speed, which could be a factor. Then again, Usyk is a southpaw with fantastic lateral movement, which can be very difficult to read. Furthermore, he is undefeated in the pros (at the time of writing) so no one has figured out the Usyk conundrum.
Alis main weakness is the left hook, which Usyk is a master of. Usyks biggest weakness is body punching, but Ali prefers to head hunt. Either way, we are in for a treat.
The build-up and press conferences display both fighters personalities to the extreme. On one side you have the serene and respectful Ukrainian who conducts himself with the utmost of class and humbleness contrasting with the rumbustious American constantly taunting and belittling his opponent.
Ali tries every trick in the book to get under his opponents skin, even resorting to calling him buck tooth, but nothing phases his foe, who approaches each presser in a zen-like manner.
Usyks manager, Egis Klimas, manages to get under Alis skin, calling him a draft dodger, while Usyk paused his career to fight alongside his countrymen against Russia.
With the political undertones, the West clashing with East and the difference in personalities, the anticipation for the fight is unprecedented. Commenters are comparing the build-up to the Fight of the Century when Ali and Frazier fought.
With the fighters in the ring, the announcer starts to recite the numerous achievements of each champion. The crowd braces themselves for a long and exhaustive list.
In the red corner from Louisville, Kentucky, USA, weighing two hundred and fourteen pounds is the first ever three-time world heavyweight champion, the first ever three-time lineal heavyweight world champion and Olympic gold medallist: the Greatest, Muhammad Ali!
The roar of the crowd echoes across the arena. Ali raises his arms, basking in the adulation and absorbing the moment. From the corner of his eye he notices Usyk has not once taken his eyes off him, like a gunslinger accepting his fate that its either him or the man hes about to face.
The MC swiftly moves on: In the blue corner from Ukraine, weighing two hundred and twenty-two pounds, the undisputed cruiserweight world champion, the unified heavyweight world champion and Olympic gold medallist: the Cat, Oleksandr Usyk!
The crowd cheers enthusiastically, but not as fervently as they did for Ali. Clearly the away fighter isnt as popular as the home-grown and magnetic Ali.
The bell finally sounds and the fight begins. Two grandmasters of the sweet science begin the slow walk and enter the loneliest place on earth.
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Trailer https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lnc1...l=BruceAnthony
In one corner you have the Greatest, Muhammad Ali, squaring off against the Cat, Oleksandr Usyk.
Born on opposite sides of the Atlantic on the same day (the 17th of January) forty-five years apart, they are two of the best fighters to ever lace up a pair of gloves.
Not only do they share a birthday, but both are six foot three inches in height, both have a seventy-eight reach and their optimum fighting weight is between 215 and 220 pounds, Usyk being the slightly heavier of the two.
This is a really tricky fight to predict. Even though Usyk has modern-day training and nutrition advantages, he is still slower than Ali both in hand and foot speed.
In terms of stamina, they are about even, with Ali regularly fighting for fifteen rounds and Usyk showing an unreal gas tank, often getting stronger as the fight progresses. Again, endurance and chin are dead even. In terms of heart, again with iron wills to win theres nothing to separate them.
Neither are known for hitting hard, so its reasonable to expect a high output tactical boxing match rather than an all-out slug fest.
Technical skills favour Usyk, however the âÂÂmistakes Ali makes like pulling his head back, crossing his feet or fighting with his hands low are all tailored to his inhuman reflexes, and he turns them into his strengths.
Looking at ring IQ, Ali is a genius in the squared circle, able to come up with winning strategies mid-fight. Whereas Usyk has the preciseness of a surgeon and, having never tasted defeat in the pros and holding the experience of over three hundred amateur fights, is Alis equal.
As you can probably tell, I can barely split them. Ali has the edge in terms of speed, which could be a factor. Then again, Usyk is a southpaw with fantastic lateral movement, which can be very difficult to read. Furthermore, he is undefeated in the pros (at the time of writing) so no one has figured out the Usyk conundrum.
Alis main weakness is the left hook, which Usyk is a master of. Usyks biggest weakness is body punching, but Ali prefers to head hunt. Either way, we are in for a treat.
The build-up and press conferences display both fighters personalities to the extreme. On one side you have the serene and respectful Ukrainian who conducts himself with the utmost of class and humbleness contrasting with the rumbustious American constantly taunting and belittling his opponent.
Ali tries every trick in the book to get under his opponents skin, even resorting to calling him buck tooth, but nothing phases his foe, who approaches each presser in a zen-like manner.
Usyks manager, Egis Klimas, manages to get under Alis skin, calling him a draft dodger, while Usyk paused his career to fight alongside his countrymen against Russia.
With the political undertones, the West clashing with East and the difference in personalities, the anticipation for the fight is unprecedented. Commenters are comparing the build-up to the Fight of the Century when Ali and Frazier fought.
With the fighters in the ring, the announcer starts to recite the numerous achievements of each champion. The crowd braces themselves for a long and exhaustive list.
In the red corner from Louisville, Kentucky, USA, weighing two hundred and fourteen pounds is the first ever three-time world heavyweight champion, the first ever three-time lineal heavyweight world champion and Olympic gold medallist: the Greatest, Muhammad Ali!
The roar of the crowd echoes across the arena. Ali raises his arms, basking in the adulation and absorbing the moment. From the corner of his eye he notices Usyk has not once taken his eyes off him, like a gunslinger accepting his fate that its either him or the man hes about to face.
The MC swiftly moves on: In the blue corner from Ukraine, weighing two hundred and twenty-two pounds, the undisputed cruiserweight world champion, the unified heavyweight world champion and Olympic gold medallist: the Cat, Oleksandr Usyk!
The crowd cheers enthusiastically, but not as fervently as they did for Ali. Clearly the away fighter isnt as popular as the home-grown and magnetic Ali.
The bell finally sounds and the fight begins. Two grandmasters of the sweet science begin the slow walk and enter the loneliest place on earth.
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