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In boxing, the old faces just never fade away. Oh sure, they might backpedal out of the picture once in a while, but they’re always there, peeking out from behind a far ring post, hovering in the shadows around the ring apron or skulking around in the back of a grimy gym. The old names of boxing are never that far away and for right now at least, nobody in mainstream America could care less about the new names.
Ask the man on the street who Jermain Taylor is and he’d likely guess that he must be a long lost relative of the Jackson Five. Quiz him on the identity of Zab Judah and he’ll say that he must be an evangelical preacher. Ask him about Klitschko, Maskaev, Liakhovich or Valuev and he’d tell you they have to be brands of Russian vodka, ballet dancers or figure skaters. [details]
Ask the man on the street who Jermain Taylor is and he’d likely guess that he must be a long lost relative of the Jackson Five. Quiz him on the identity of Zab Judah and he’ll say that he must be an evangelical preacher. Ask him about Klitschko, Maskaev, Liakhovich or Valuev and he’d tell you they have to be brands of Russian vodka, ballet dancers or figure skaters. [details]