Boxing

[Bender]

Muhammad Ali meant to be very poorly.

Some varying accounts as to his condition, but nearly all seem to be saying he is bedbound and needing full time care and help for even the smallest of things at present.


Some of his family have said that he cannot communicate to any great degree anymore and that his ability to speak is gone.

[Bender]

An oldie but what a knockout
[ame="http://youtu.be/2o7A3rMN6Co"]Zab Judah vs. Kostya Tszyu - YouTube[/ame]

[spud_gun]

That GGG lad is a bit good.

Rubio ain't the best but he's generally the durable sort. Not last night he wasn't.

The precision of GGG's punching is a joy to behold. I don't think there's anyone at 154 or 160 who beats him.

[Shaggy]

Kin brutal isn't he. Great to watch.

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[marcus50bucks]

That GGG lad is a bit good.

Rubio ain't the best but he's generally the durable sort. Not last night he wasn't.

The precision of GGG's punching is a joy to behold. I don't think there's anyone at 154 or 160 who beats him.

There isn't anyone that can test him in the middleweight. And before anyone says Cotto, he is really a 154 fighter not 160. For me GGG is going to have to move up to 168 to get the real tests imo.

[Zapater]

There is anyone that can test him in the middleweight. And before anyone says Cotto, he is really a 154 fighter not 160. For me GGG is going to have to move up to 168 to get the real tests imo.

Now that Cotto is with Roach and training properly he's not even 154 anymore, he was quite a bit under in the Martinez bout. 147 is probably his best weight again now.

Chavez Jr can't make the weight, but I'd like to see it purely to see if his chin can withstand the power. But Golovkin wins that easily. With Martinez done and Paul Williams, Kelly Pavlik retired there's no one interesting at the weight. Peter Quillin is the only other interesting fight. When/if that happens and GGG KO's him he'll need to go to super middleweight and see how he gets on against top fighters like Andre Ward. I'm sure he will carry his power with him as he's definitely not a normal KO puncher it's well above and no one can handle it. He's a true puncher.

On Pacquiao I see that Roach says he's going to go down to 140 again after this fight, I'll like to see him and Danny Garcia, a lot of logistic nightmares to organise that but it'd be a great fight.

[Doc_Piptorious]

There isn't anyone that can test him in the middleweight. And before anyone says Cotto, he is really a 154 fighter not 160. For me GGG is going to have to move up to 168 to get the real tests imo.

Would love to see him in the ring with Ward. Would be a very good bout, and think we would get to see a side of GGG that has rarely been seen in the pro ranks.


I was ringside when he beat Andy Lee in the amateur world championships years ago, and back then GGG was a lovely slick boxer as much as he was heavy handed. He shows glimpses of that ability from time to time in the paid ranks, but he usually gets the other guy out of there before we get a chance to see too much of that side of his game.


For my money, Ward is durable enough and more than skilled enough to make it a pick em fight. Those two together in the ring would have the potential to create a classic fight to rival some of the pairings from yesteryear that still get spoken of to this day.

[Zapater]

Would love to see him in the ring with Ward. Would be a very good bout, and think we would get to see a side of GGG that has rarely been seen in the pro ranks.


I was ringside when he beat Andy Lee in the amateur world championships years ago, and back then GGG was a lovely slick boxer as much as he was heavy handed. He shows glimpses of that ability from time to time in the paid ranks, but he usually gets the other guy out of there before we get a chance to see too much of that side of his game.


For my money, Ward is durable enough and more than skilled enough to make it a pick em fight. Those two together in the ring would have the potential to create a classic fight to rival some of the pairings from yesteryear that still get spoken of to this day.

Definitely the only fight that would be an obvious risk for him. The stylistic match up would be great. It's quite hard to imagine what would happen, but I'd back Ward to get the decision over him by using spoiling tactics and just being all around dirty whilst countering. Definitely fascinating.

I'm not a huge fan of amateur boxing, from a spectator point of view (loved being involved in it) but I saw Golovkin take Lucian Bute apart which was quite impressive, both in terms of his boxing ability and punching power.

[Doc_Piptorious]

Definitely the only fight that would be an obvious risk for him. The stylistic match up would be great. It's quite hard to imagine what would happen, but I'd back Ward to get the decision over him by using spoiling tactics and just being all around dirty whilst countering. Definitely fascinating.

I'm not a huge fan of amateur boxing, from a spectator point of view (loved being involved in it) but I saw Golovkin take Lucian Bute apart which was quite impressive, both in terms of his boxing ability and punching power.

Yeah he was very impressive in the unpaid ranks in terms of being able to mix power with technique. But I think the way to beat him was also shown in the unpaid ranks, something that I reckon you may be referring to with your comment about backing Ward against him. The one type of fighter that has given him problems throughout his career is the type that can spoil to a high level whilst still maintaining a high level of technical output (both offensively and defensively)

Now the number of fighters who can do this at the highest level in each division is small, but Ward is certainly one of them. I rate him as a terrific technician in the ring, but he is also a very clever fighter who is strong mentally.


Another name that I think could be interesting to see in against Golovkin is Hopkins and that is despite Hopkins being 49 years of age. Nobody spoils quite like Hopkins, and he is still able to get himself ridiculously ring sharp. Normally I would be scathing of any attempt to put a fighter heading for 50 into the ring, but Hopkins would be an ideal fight for Golovkin if he had any ideas about taking on Ward in the following fight.

There are one or two other fighters out there that I suspect would make for interesting match ups with Golovkin, but Ward is the name I would go to straight away if I had to bet on one fighter in the middeweight or supermiddleweight divisions capable to beating Golovkin.


Funnily enough I was at the bout against Bute that you mentioned as it was at the same World Championship that Andy Lee was competing in.

[marcus50bucks]

Amir Khan v Devon Alexander Dec 13th

Confirmed Gabe Rosado vs David Lemieux on Dec 6th. This fights going to be fireworks whilst it lasts

[Zapater]

All the talk about Golovkin, did anyone else see Donaire getting sparked out on the undercard? He's too small for the weight and he was against a big puncher. I was surprised how complimentary they were about each other afterwards, a real bromance. I think he should go back down and as I'm sure he'll still be competative there.

The knock down and KO were pretty brutal, he was looking a bit like de la Hoya post Manny.

On Khan, it's good that fight is finally happening as it's been in the offing for some time now. I'd imagine Alexander would win that quite comfortably, but you never know and he's lost other fights I've expected him to win so we'll see. With Khan's glass jaw it could end prematurely.

[spud_gun]

r.e. Donaire

Agreed he looked to small for the weight.

The problem he has is that Rigo is still the Super Bantam king. He's already embarrassed Donarie once, i don't see Donarie or his people too eager for a rematch.

Donarie could go after Frampton or Scott Quigg if he drops down again.

[spud_gun]

Guardian doing a series of articles on 'The Greatest Rounds in Boxing History'

Round 9 of Gatti Ward I is the first in the series. Well worth a read

Round Nine. If you are going to produce a series of articles based on great rounds of boxing, there is really only one place to begin. Round Nine. The fact that, even with the above headline and photograph removed, boxing aficionados would already know we are talking about the first Arturo Gatti v Micky Ward fight is all the justification needed for such an opening gambit.

The decision has me fencing with a double-edged sword. On the one hand, what more can be written about these three minutes? From Eric Raskin’s excellent primary source anniversary review, to Sergio De La Pava’s colourful metaphor-for-life piece, this one round of boxing has received more column inches in the pugilism press than anything since Muhammad Ali ceased producing movie scripts every time he climbed between the ropes. There is a risk that, 12 years on, everything that needs to be said about the men, the fight and the round is already out there.

On the other hand, that’s nonsense. Dead horses get flogged daily on sports pages all over the world, but round nine of Gatti-Ward I will never suffer that fate. It lives on as a raging equine beast that the rest of us can only watch second-hand and cling on for dear life as it gallops across wild plains of the rawest human experience and leaves us helpless in a flash flood of contrasting emotions.

These great moments of almost supernatural endeavour become personalised by each individual who views them through their own unique lens. If we were to start a rota and, from now until kingdom come, every day a different one of us delivered our thoughts on the 180 seconds Gatti and Ward shared in Connecticut on 18 May 2002, the exercise would never get tired. What follows is my own tuppence worth.

The beauty of Round Nine is that even standing alone, removed from the context of before and after, it is clearly something very special. An entire movie has been made about Ward’s life up to that point and yet it is not necessary to watch it to appreciate these three minutes. Gatti had been in with Oscar De La Hoya, would later fight Floyd Mayweather and is a Hall of Famer who died in circumstances as tragic as they were suspicious in Brazil at the stupidly early age of 37; but you don’t really need to know any of that. That the round equates to little more than 3% of a legendary 90-minute trilogy between the pair does not matter either. HBO’s moving documentary, The Tale of Gatti-Ward, paints a fuller picture and is definitely worth a watch, but Round Nine stripped bare speaks for itself.

We are often defined by our nationalities and boxers are no different. And at times the labelling is entirely appropriate. Julio César Chávez is Mexico. Henry Cooper is England. Sugar Ray Leonard is the USA. Although there are, of course, many more layers to those three fighters than a mere nationality on a passport, describing them as Mexican, English and American goes some way to encapsulating who they are and what they represent. However, a little more background is required on Gatti the Canadian and Ward the American.

Arturo Gatti, as his name suggests, is more olive oil than maple syrup. He was born in the town of Cassino, midway between Naples and Rome. The area is famous for theBattle of Monte Cassino during the second world war which saw Allied forces bombard German positions in the area in a series of four bloody assaults that lasted 123 days. A recent academic book on the carnage bears the title, The Hardest Fought Battle of World War Two. Gattis a generation before Arturo would have been familiar with physical and psychological suffering and that above average ability to withstand such traumas seems to have becomes genetic.

You need to go back another 100 years to understand the true soul of Micky Ward. His ancestors fled famine and British oppression in Ireland in the middle of the 19th century and settled in the Catholic Irish ghettos of Massachusetts. If Lowell was an option for nationality, that’s the box Ward would tick. As it was, he fought under the moniker “Irish” and wears a large Celtic cross inked into his left arm. Ward is proud of his country of birth but his boxing persona is a simple acknowledgement that a different brand of blood courses through his veins: fighting Irish rebel blood.

The two men were made for each other. Ward was never a boxer but rather a rough, honest, brawling fighter with a heart the size of Fenway Park. Gatti, though no Sugar Ray Robinson, was a better technician and had skills, hand speed, and head and foot movement decent enough to box his way to victories against a certain level of opponent. Until he got tagged. Once you caught Gatti with a clean shot his pride took over and he went to war with you. Ward, of course, never strayed from the front of the front line of any battle regardless of who was marching towards him. They were warriors and we loved them for it.

When the bell is struck to open Round Nine, Ward is already a foot from his corner and moving forward, head bowed, towards his opponent. The bell’s timbre, partially swallowed by the noise of a crowd scarcely able to believe the continued intensity of the fight, had barely dissipated when he lunged forward with a reaching left hand lead and allowed his momentum to carry him into another prolonged assault that sent Gatti careering into the ropes and rebounding into the centre of the ring. There, in the middle of the mayhem, Ward remembered and, more importantly, adhered to the game plan. Body, head, body.

The culmination of this combination, a chopping left hook into the kidney and liver and whatever other unfortunate insides reside in the lower right torso, froze Gatti were he stood. A second later his face crumples into an expression that is a mixture of pain and confusion. It is almost like he is asking Ward: “Why? Why did you do that?” A further second on and he is down on one knee, now devoid of any feeling other than lacerating pain as his battered diaphragm spasms and prevents his lungs from doing their job. Doctors recommend a minimum of 15 minutes rest following even the lightest of solar plexus traumas. Gatti had less than 10 seconds to recover from a perfectly executed Ward signature chopped liver punch.

The respite looked cruelly inadequate as referee Frank Cappuccino waved a charging Ward in for the kill. For the next 30 seconds Gatti was pummelled from pillar to post by a relentless Irish attack. At times Ward literally ran at his backpedalling adversary in an onslaught that was as frenetic as it was uncouth. There were occasional attempted body shots in there but too many swings were head hunters hoping to turn out Gatti’s lights. On review, Ward should have continued with the trusted body-head-body formula, but who cares, Gatti was gone either way. Wasn’t he?

Gatti was still dragging his exhausted body from his seat as Ward started forward in anticipation of the bell for Round Nine. In fact, when the first blow landed, his stool had not yet made it through the ropes to the sanctuary of its mid-round ringside position. Round 8 had been hard on Arturo and commentators were already voicing doubts on whether he could continue. Within 15 seconds he was down and the rest of the opening minute was spent in the autopilot survival mode that is hardwired into fighters with real heart. And then we entered the second minute.

Gatti shares his birthplace with the Italian philosopher Antonio Labriola, a thinker famous for his description of Marxism as a philosophy of praxis. Praxis is the process by which a theory, lesson or skill is enacted, embodied or realised. It is a Greek term used by Aristotle to describe one of the three activities of man. Whereas the end goals of the other two activities, theoria and poiesis, are knowledge and production, praxis, much like Arturo “Thunder” Gatti, is all about action. Now was the time for him to put his blood-and-guts warrior spirit into practice.

It was as if the wind that left a temporarily punched-out Ward blew straight into the grateful sails of Gatti and carried him forward throughout an astonishing 60 seconds in which he backed up and dominated his opponent. Ward drifted almost listlessly into the ropes towards Gatti’s corner and paused, desperately trying to balance an urge to look OK with a need to suck in oxygen every time he peered through his high guard. He beckoned Gatti on with waves of his gloved fists but the fleeting glimpses of his eyes betray a creeping, incredulous panic. What the hell is this guy still doing on his feet, never mind pressuring me into a corner, they say.

Round Nine is perhaps the only in boxing that can genuinely be described as three complete fights in one round. And if rounds 10, 11 and 12 are known as the championship rounds in a title fight, then the final minute of this Round Nine must be the championship seconds. It is at this point that bouts are won or lost and that reputations are made or broken.

With exactly one minute to go, they both clinch for the first time in the round. It is Gatti now that is the more eager for a moment of respite, however brief it may be, and Ward senses it. At the break they land big punches simultaneously, Gatti a left hook to the body and Ward a sharp right to the jaw, and the moment is the pivot on which the round turns again as Ward, blood streaming from a cut around his right eye, goes to work.

Watched in isolation, the final 30 seconds can be difficult viewing. It is at times exhibit A type stuff for abolitionists presenting their case before the moral courts. Gatti is to all intents and purposes gone, but he just won’t go down. He doesn’t even have the strength to raise his gloves above waist level, let alone high enough to protect his head and vision out of his grossly swollen eyes cannot be more than around 25%. As a consequence, he takes a couple of sickening shots that would have been the final nails in the coffins of many a fighter.

But like his soulmate Ward, there is no quit to be found anywhere in Gatti’s being. The result of putting two such men together in a ring is axiomatic: someone else would have to say no más. The referee and Gatti’s trainer, Buddy McGirt, were surely close and if the ringside commentator, Jim Lampley, had had a white towel close to hand, I believe he would have tossed it over the ropes on compassionate grounds. As it was, nobody acted and to this day, despite all I know now, I am still not entirely sure I am happy about that.

Statistics are never a substitute for judgement and I’m not a fan of using them to analyse a boxing match. Nevertheless, one piece of data is particularly striking and helps articulate the brutality of the round. In that short space of time, Ward landed with 60 of the 82 power punches he threw while Gatti replied with 42 out of 61. Both the quantity and success rates (73% and 69%) are frightening. To put those numbers in perspective, Erislandy Lara recently landed just 52 power punches (37%) on Canelo Álvarez throughout the course of their entire 12-round fight and still felt he was robbed to lose a decision.

When the bell mercifully tolled, it was hard to believe that it had all only lasted three minutes. They say that time speeds up in great sporting contests so that full time appears to arrive quicker than expected. War is different though: it always feels longer.

Micky’s tap on Arturo’s shoulder as they part for their corners still gets me every time I watch it. There would later be more overt displays of the bond became forged between the two men, in their second and third fights they hugged before the final round for example, but it is that shoulder tap that is most special for me. For such a nondescript gesture, it contains so much. I can only guess what Ward was feeling but I would wager that respect, awe, understanding, concern and love were all among his emotions.

Despite the 98 years still to go, the great Emmanuel Stewart christened it Round of the Century live on television before the two fighters had even made it on to their stools. Even in the hyperbolic world of boxing it did not smack of premature bombast at the time and does not do so today. Stewart is with Gatti now and, looking down each weekend, I doubt he has seen anything since to change his opinion. I do not believe I will ever witness another three minutes to rival it.

[ame="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZP-IfSZxl0"]Gatti v Ward 1 Round 9 - YouTube[/ame]

http://www.theguardian.com/sport/the-balls-of-wrath/2014/oct/20/great-rounds-boxing-history-arturo-gatti-micky-ward-round-nine

[Mike]

Groves has been added to the undercard for Bellew and Cleverly.

Groves, DeGale, Joshua, Quigg, McDonnell - not too bad that.

[Chris]

It's dreadful, one of the worst PPV's ever. Eddie Hearn is a scumbag.

Bellew - Cleverly is a good fight, allbeit a domestic fight which shouldnt headline a PPV but a good 50/50 fight so ok. Groves v Douglin is disgustingly bad, a bum who was fighting at 154 not long ago, fair enough he's not going to risk anything before a world title shot so dont have him on the card!! Degale v Periban is ok at best, Periban will throw for a few rounds then lose convincingly. Joshua's fight is pathetic, Sprott is much smaller and shot to pieces, he's been getting spanked in the 1st round in recent fights and that'll continue here. Quigg is defending his paper champion status v a 33 year old who's never beaten anyone good and has never even had a 12 rounder before. Mcdonnell v Ramos another despicable fight, a scrub who's been fighting 6 and 8 rounders recently against people with losing records is suddenly a credible world title challenger? This is even worse than Joshua or Groves fight.

Calum Smith is in a decent step up. But overall it's an absolute shambles of a card and he knows it which is probably why he's gone begging to Groves in the hope people think him v a bum is worth the money.