Recaps!!!

All this boxing talk yesterday had me pumped. I started to reminisce about my younger days and the boxers I used to be into.


Boxing is a odd sport to me. I mean I love it, easily my favorite sport to watch hands down but it's hard to watch. The violence is not the problem, it's my love for the boxers. Certain boxers are so charismatic you can't help but to start to like them and defend the career. When certain boxers fight I take it so serious at times. It's like having a pet dog. You get this puppy and it's becomes your best pal. The puppy will grow, you have all these memories then they die. Sorry for the morbid comparison to boxers but it's true. Your just not going to win every fight and eventually your time will be up.
Understanding the life and career of boxers made me realize what type of boxers I can watch or like. When I was younger and didn't understand the art of boxing, I usually would be interested in "pretty boy" boxers, video game stuff. When I say "pretty boy" I mean lots of slips, counters, heavy footwork basically offensive boxers who hardly got punched i.e.
Prince Naseem Hamid,

(Come on.. Don't lie we all loved some Prince Naseem Hamed)

Roy Jones Jr,

(Put the mic down, Roy Jones Jr)

Zab Judah,

(Never a huge Zab fan but he had a great right uppercut)

All of these boxers excelled in their own right, were champions, but were also taken apart by one boxer who basically ended their career. With Prince Naseem it was Marco Barrera, Roy Jones Jr. it was Antonio Tarver, and of course we all can remember Kostya Tszyu!!


After all this, I was still left wondering about one boxer..

(Haha!! We miss you, Prince!!)