My old paper in Connecticut was near the Foxwoods and Mohegan Sun casinos and I covered a lot of boxing when I wasn’t chasing around the UConn basketball team.
Boxing is the sickest thing I have ever covered. I wore a white shirt to a card one night and when I got home, it was covered in little red dots. I had no idea what it was until I realized it was Arturo Gatti’s blood. That was pleasant.
That said, boxing is fascinating to be around. There’s no pretense, just two guys trying to knock each other senseless. The only thing in comparable in baseball is the great hitter against the great fastball pitcher.
I’m writing this because I’m curious. Are you interested in the Oscar De La Hoya-Floyd Mayweather super-welterweight fight on Saturday night?
Boxing is a mess. Does anybody even know who the heavyweight champion is? But this is a certified Big Fight and there aren’t too many of these.
I ordered up the pay-per-view and can’t wait to see it. Oscar is older, slower and less powerful than Mayweather. But De La Hoya is smart and has a big heart. If he cuts the ring off and works inside, he could take the desire right out of Mayweather.
As a sportswriter, few things are more fun than a big baseball game in a stadium full of people. You hang on every pitch. But the late rounds of a championship fight are close.