Published on 03/09/2018
I always enjoy watching the fights of Antony Joshua and I also like the amazing bouts of The Gypsy King – the legendary Vladimir Klitschko or Tyson Furry. However, Antony is just too English and basic to me, while the Gypsy King talks way too much and misses on the charm and additional charisma that I usually admire.
But, there is a man who I consider to be much more charismatic, charming and exciting than a list of men I mentioned above. He is the man who grew up in the hood, he is the man who sold a number of drugs and fought himself off in the streets. He is the man who perceived the first round of boxing in the jail when he was only 13 years of age. He is the man who lost only one fight in his teenage career (merely because he slipped on to the floor), before he began to drink after turning 24 years age.
He is the one and only – MIKE TYSON and I remember how badly I was obsessed with him during my teenage. I always wanted to be like him when I was struggling my brain away in the college, in the middle of a boring lecture, of course! I wanted to see each fight that he fought, except the one where he lost to Buster Douglas, however it wasn’t Mike anymore. Alcohol certainly vanishes the real you, just as it took the best out of me too.
But prior to that, he was unstoppable mighty Hercules who stood high above all its opponents and a number of knock outs were like from a cheap movie. You must steal a moment to watch the amazing KO compilation on YouTube to know everything that I have been talking about. If I watch some of the scenes of the movie, I would term them too much, but then, this is some real shit!
Check upon the bout with Trever Berbick, happened at the night when he became the Heavy Weight Champion. Mike Tyson was certainly the smartest, he had been through a hard life, but he was humble enough to respect all his opponents (except a few, of course). It was his amazing journey which made him so exciting and an inspiration for others. Today, there aren’t any heart catching stories behind the sport, merely the results which count.