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By Cliff Rold - We won’t be getting Manny Pacquiao-Floyd Mayweather.
The Super Six evolved into the Super Eight.
Cancellations.
Postponements.
Lawsuits.
Compared to recent years, compared to most years, 2010 is going down as one big disappointment.
Right?
To borrow from college football analyst Lee Corso, not so fast my friends. Sure, watching some big fights fall apart while others that looked promising were pushed to later on the calendar stunk. It certainly hurt the sport in terms of mainstream attention.
But, really, the hell with the mainstream. It comes along every once in a while with rapt attention and it returns when warranted. It’s been that way for a while and it is nothing, nothing at all, new.
A lot has to change to make a dent in the other direction. While ‘lots’ is figured out, boxing remains where it has been for most of the last two decades: a niche catering largely to a devoted fan base who can respect a good scrap in any form.
On that note, 2010 has been a year of rewards for the real boxing fan.
What’s that? Is that the hiss of disagreement? Do oneself a favor and ignore it. Boxing, from a fan and, yes, pundit perspective has always had a healthy streak of fatalism. Its death knell has been heard off and on for a century only for the next opening bell to sound. No, things in the U.S. aren’t as healthy as they could be but boxing, in the ring, is still delivering. For all the time spent bitching about big things gone wrong, singing the praises of the multitude of little things gone right might be productive. [Click Here To Read More]
The Super Six evolved into the Super Eight.
Cancellations.
Postponements.
Lawsuits.
Compared to recent years, compared to most years, 2010 is going down as one big disappointment.
Right?
To borrow from college football analyst Lee Corso, not so fast my friends. Sure, watching some big fights fall apart while others that looked promising were pushed to later on the calendar stunk. It certainly hurt the sport in terms of mainstream attention.
But, really, the hell with the mainstream. It comes along every once in a while with rapt attention and it returns when warranted. It’s been that way for a while and it is nothing, nothing at all, new.
A lot has to change to make a dent in the other direction. While ‘lots’ is figured out, boxing remains where it has been for most of the last two decades: a niche catering largely to a devoted fan base who can respect a good scrap in any form.
On that note, 2010 has been a year of rewards for the real boxing fan.
What’s that? Is that the hiss of disagreement? Do oneself a favor and ignore it. Boxing, from a fan and, yes, pundit perspective has always had a healthy streak of fatalism. Its death knell has been heard off and on for a century only for the next opening bell to sound. No, things in the U.S. aren’t as healthy as they could be but boxing, in the ring, is still delivering. For all the time spent bitching about big things gone wrong, singing the praises of the multitude of little things gone right might be productive. [Click Here To Read More]
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