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By Lyle Fitzsimmons - Every now and then, the tinkering mood just hits.
I’m feeling bored, introspective, forward-thinking… whatever, and I begin pondering ways in which I can make the things I truly enjoy even better.
For a lot of guys, that probably means loading up the pickup truck and heading to the nearest Lowe’s or Home Depot location. But to guys like me, who are far more capable with a keyboard than a screwdriver, it becomes far more a cerebral pursuit than a hands-on one.
And in this case, the thing I’m angling to improve is boxing.
Now, some things about our sport are simply unchangeable through the actions of one middle-aged writer on the southwest Florida coast. Big fights are still going to be constructed by executives in corner offices as much as they’re made based on logic. And networks will still lean toward car-crash titillation far more than sublime brilliance when it comes to where they point their cameras.
Examples of those two points are clear enough without naming names.
But let’s just say the ones I’m thinking of rhyme with Boyd vs. Danny for point one, and, wait, forget it on point two because, dammit… nothing rhymes with Guillermo Rigondeaux.
Anyway, a new idea popped in my head over the weekend as I watched a 25-year-old replay – for probably the 25 millionth time – of the second fight between my all-time favorite, Tommy Hearns, and his career’s most signature win-loss nemesis, Ray Leonard. [Click Here To Read More]
I’m feeling bored, introspective, forward-thinking… whatever, and I begin pondering ways in which I can make the things I truly enjoy even better.
For a lot of guys, that probably means loading up the pickup truck and heading to the nearest Lowe’s or Home Depot location. But to guys like me, who are far more capable with a keyboard than a screwdriver, it becomes far more a cerebral pursuit than a hands-on one.
And in this case, the thing I’m angling to improve is boxing.
Now, some things about our sport are simply unchangeable through the actions of one middle-aged writer on the southwest Florida coast. Big fights are still going to be constructed by executives in corner offices as much as they’re made based on logic. And networks will still lean toward car-crash titillation far more than sublime brilliance when it comes to where they point their cameras.
Examples of those two points are clear enough without naming names.
But let’s just say the ones I’m thinking of rhyme with Boyd vs. Danny for point one, and, wait, forget it on point two because, dammit… nothing rhymes with Guillermo Rigondeaux.
Anyway, a new idea popped in my head over the weekend as I watched a 25-year-old replay – for probably the 25 millionth time – of the second fight between my all-time favorite, Tommy Hearns, and his career’s most signature win-loss nemesis, Ray Leonard. [Click Here To Read More]
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