Sorry for not being on the ball and telling all as it has been happening over this side of the Atlantic, I’ve being busy with trying to find employment; I’m pleased to say I have got a job in the security industry and am working hard and all hours too.
Last night was the big comeback of Tyson Fury, the former undisputed world’s heavyweight champ, the self styled “Gypsy King”. Tyson has been out of the ring for almost 1000 days and it showed. He had ballooned up to nearly 400 pounds in weight by eating junk and so on; he’d had mental health issues and had not been in a good place with himself. This might seem incredible considering the money he had earned from his career so far, but then depression and drug abuse can hit anyone. I’m 55 and have never snorted cocaine and believe me, I have suffered depression and PTSD from the Falklands War backdated from 1982, but I suppose when you are at a low ebb it can be surprising what it does to you. Some of us have a better sense of self worth and discipline I guess.
Anyway, Fury entered the ring at 276lbs, still looking to shed a lot more weight and standing head and shoulders over an Albanian doorman (ha! Just like me!) who was a blown up cruiser weighing in at 217lbs by the name of Sefer Seferi, who entered the ring with a record of 23-1. His sole defeat was a 10 round loss to Manuel Charr, no great shaker of the heavyweight division either. Fury, as we all know was expected to win, and convincingly so too. I had a wager he’d get this stiff out in 2, and yet again the bookies had the last laugh. Fury was having fun with his ring walk, and once the pre-fight instructions were over you got the impression that Fury was not taking it very seriously. It certainly didn’t look that way and the referee Phil Edwards told the boxers to get on with it and stop clowning around.
The second round was much the same and not a lot going on, it was getting a bit pathetic. However, when Fury did decide to do something useful he looked good with it despite his moobs wobbling about a bit. Into the 3rd round and not much to write home about, in fact there was more action in the crowd as apparently a 15 man brawl was occurring and even the two supposed to be doing the fighting for pay were looking outside to see what was going on! Again, the referee had to remind them what the two inside the ring were supposed to be doing. This was pretty farcical, and out for the 4th, and this time Fury decided to take the task in hand and get the job done. Fury showed some skill and was throwing big shots, they were taking their toll on Seferi and a big uppercut was the blow that made up his mind that enough was enough and he quit on his stool and failed to answer the bell for the 5th.
So did we learn anything by that? Not really, it was a bit more what we expected as in Fury taking those baby steps into the ring with the horse play but other than that, after nearly 3 years out of action you couldn’t have expected much. This was conceded by Tyson and his HOF promoter Frank Warren, in front of a sell-out Manchester Arena. Promises to get in better shape and lose some more of the timber from the midriff will remain to be seen, Tony Bellew was being touted as the next opponent. Watch this space.
On the undercard, we had a very lively scrap for the vacant WBO super lightweight strap with Manchester’s Terry Flanagan 33-0 against an Amerikaner by the name of Maurice Hooker, 23-3. This was a clash of southpaw v orthodox and Hooker had a huge reach advantage of 9 inches. This was always going to be a tough task for Flanagan to attend to, Hooker using his rangy advantage to good effect. However this did not deter Terry and he made good inroads scoring with good left hands and being the way this being with Terry stepping outside Maurice’s front foot, eventually it was going to be a bit messy. Unfortunately it turned out that way, with a clash of heads in the 6th round, with Flanagan suffering a nasty gash on his forehead and over his eye. This was a tough, hard fight and both were having success and for me was hard to score. How the judges scored it at 117-111 one way, again the same scoreline the opposite way and 115-113 for Hooker made me think and the new champion, made me wonder if Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles were totting up the scores 117-111! I wouldn’t have argued with 115-113 for Hooker and he was a worthy champion, Flanagan a tad unlucky and always battling the elements with those nasty cuts, the fight might’ve not gone the distance.
Well that’s me for now, I’m up at 0415 for a job that starts at 6 in a town an hour’s drive away. Take it easy and stay lucky. Rab………..