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The greatest boxing match of the year—this coming “atu da ’s attle et ee Haye, the brash virtuoso, and Saúl Fury, the softspoken youthful idol— recently got some free publicity on an ESPN ethod alled Pa do the I te uptio . The thought of the present is the fact that two experts, Tony Kornheiser and Michael Wilbon, produce powerful and occasionally possible views about activities. One-day a week ago, Wilbon settled grudging homage to Haye, whom he'd fo e l iti ized. He ould e the last a o the a ket, fo a a ti it that's all- ut dead, Wil o said. Since this is it—it’s o e fo o i g afte this. , You ha e to keep up a d o se e this attle, he informed Kornheiser

Suffice it to express that, in the past several years, boxing supporters have grown to be, like Haye in the band, somewhat defensive. The activity they enjoy has frequently been pronounced useless, and somehow the uniformity of the pronouncement has had the consequence of improving, in place of reducing, their sensitivity to it. Haye vs Fury, who addresses boxing for Yahoo! Activities, discovered Ko heise a d Wil o espo si le of pu e lazi ess. Ma k O tega, o the I te et site of The Ri g, iti ized thei li ited k o ledge of the ga e. A d Da Rafael, E“PN’s i alua le o i g ite , got to Twitter to declare his co- o ke s ig o a t a d/o laz , i o po ati g, I de la e da a ti ities speak a te dead.

You could state that Wilbon was merely participating in a technique common to any boxing fan: marketing the following major combat, applying whatever claim is easiest. Truly the professionals at Golden- o , a o g the p o otio al usi esses ehi d the attle, ould ’t happe to e disappoi ted to liste to Wil o sa i g, You should keep up a d o se e this fight. A d it’s t ue, also, that o i g is ’t e ea l as o o to-day be ause it as fift pe e t of a e tu ago. What diffe e t


a ds a e ou a a e? You u de sta d the Klits hko a e, Ko heise said, talki g a out the f ie ds, Wladimir and Vitali, who've focused the heavy- eight tea fo al ost ea s. That’s it.

Kornheiser was feeding (actually everyday activities supporters learn about Manny Pacquiao, who's slated to battle in November, in Macau), but maybe not by much. Undoubtedly a lot of ESPN readers are new to Andre Ward, the Bay Area super-middleweight who may be the fighter in the world, after Haye. And Gennady Golovkin—a ui ous pu he f o Kazakhsta , ho a ks a o g o i g’s a fascinating stars—is therefore obscure that if Sports Illustrated were to place him on the address, readers may possibly question if they were being hoaxed. A week ago, at a press conference in Ny, Richard Schaefer, the C.E.O. of Golden-boy, provided the outcome of the nationwide study that identified that boxing inspired the seventh-highest le el of i te est of a spo t e ty-one per cent of respondents said they'd some awareness, placing boxing somewhere within hockey (twenty-five per cent) and mixed fighting techinques (seventeen per cent).

Loyal boxing supporters may possibly nevertheless bring a stimulating lesson using this gloomy recent history: as it happens that the sport can die some sort of death and nevertheless endure. (If it is meant hi hatsoe e ) is that o i g is o e fo hi he Wil o states that it’s o e fo o i g, hat he actually means. That, more or less, is what Howard Cosell explained more than thirty years back, nonetheless fighters kept seeing, and an inferior but no less enthralled band of lovers kept fighting. Live boxing is transmitted on cable almost every week-end of the season, and hardly a month passes without some thing memorable—something amazing, in more than one senses of the word—happening in a boxing ring.

Earlier this Saturday evening, in a casino outside Palm Springs, a renowned Mexican expert named Rafael Márquez experienced a difficult but instead undistinguished fighter named Efrain Esquivias. Márquez is a lot slower-than he was in his-prime, but he was hoping for a revival (this past year, his older brother, Juan-manuel, knocked-out Pacquiao), and for a number of times it appeared likely that he'd prevail. Esquivias was ambitious but alternatively predictable; Haye vs Fury consumed some blows, while dropping and countering the others. Within the fourth-round, Tim Starks, a top boxing blogger, t eeted, This attle is e uall g eat a d sad. But Má uez’s pu hes e e ’t uite effe ti e, a d as Esquivias recognized this, he grew even more intense, and the old veteran began wanting less like a competitor and more like a victim.

This o at is ot a lo ge g eat a d u fo tu ate. It's si pl sad, “ta ks pu lished, a u e of models later. In the ninth-round, after Esquivias shoved Márquez onto his bottom with a right righthand, the referee stopped the battle, and no one—not also Márquez—complained. As Márquez


prepared to get a post-fight visit to a healthcare facility (where he was allegedly identified as having an o ital f a tu e), Mau o Ra allo, the luste “ho ti e a ou e , said, G eat stuff, the e. Ra allo sounded also glib, but there was something transfixing (and, needless to say, unhappy) about watching MĂĄrquez don't do something he probably never must have tried.


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