Lewis Grizzard once wrote, “Elvis is dead; and I don’t feel so good myself.” Judging by the attitudes of most boxing fans towards the current state of the Heavyweight division, that quote is appropriate. The cliché is: “As the heavyweight division goes, so goes boxing.” Well, the sport isn’t doing too bad at the moment; surviving on the heroics of smaller men like Floyd Mayweather and Manny Pacquao.
Boxing is positively exploding with great fights at the lighter weights and the big boy division has never looked more mediocre…and that’s being kind; but from who’s perspective? Is the heavyweight division really all that bad or are we merely judging boxing’s glamour division from the grass on this side of the fence, while ignoring the exploits of those across the pond? I would imagine things have never been better in the heavyweight division if you happen to have a thick Eastern European accent.
I suppose, when you think about it, it was inevitable. It is a commonly held belief that many of the best boxers fight their way out of hardship by virtue of battling it out in the prize ring. This has been the history of the sport since its modern inception. The story is all too common in boxing lore: a kid grows up in the ******, the slums, the depression era, etc. and escapes the snares of poverty by way of one of the few legal means available to him, screaming, “I’ll never go hungry again!” [details]
Boxing is positively exploding with great fights at the lighter weights and the big boy division has never looked more mediocre…and that’s being kind; but from who’s perspective? Is the heavyweight division really all that bad or are we merely judging boxing’s glamour division from the grass on this side of the fence, while ignoring the exploits of those across the pond? I would imagine things have never been better in the heavyweight division if you happen to have a thick Eastern European accent.
I suppose, when you think about it, it was inevitable. It is a commonly held belief that many of the best boxers fight their way out of hardship by virtue of battling it out in the prize ring. This has been the history of the sport since its modern inception. The story is all too common in boxing lore: a kid grows up in the ******, the slums, the depression era, etc. and escapes the snares of poverty by way of one of the few legal means available to him, screaming, “I’ll never go hungry again!” [details]
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