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Follow all the action from Quebec City, Canada when James DeGale defends the IBF Super Middleweight title against former world champion Lucian Bute.  The action begins at 9 PM ET / 6 PM PT  that will feature a Light Heavyweight elimination bout between Isaac Chilemba and Eleider Alvarez-AUTOMATIC BROWSER REFRESH

12 rounds–IBF Super Middleweight title–James Degale (21-1, 14 KO’s) vs Lucian Bute (32-2, 25 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
DeGale  10 10  9  9  10 10 10  10 10  10  10 10 118
Bute 9 9  10  10 9  9  9  9 9 9 9  9 110

Round 1 DeGale lands an over hand left

Round 2 Bute lands a body shot..body shot..DeGale counters..Good body shot..left..body shot..shot to head

Round 3 Nice jab from DeGale..Bute lands an uppercut…Good exchange in the middle of the ring

Round 4 Right from Bute..Counter left from DeGale..Cuffing left and uppercut..Left from Bute..left..

Round 5 DeGale cut around his right eye..Bute lands a right hook…Right uppercut from DeGale..

Round 6 Cut caused by accidental headbutt..Jab from Bute..left from DeGale..left uppercut..3 rights..right hook..

Round 7 Right uppercut from DeGale..hard right..right..Left to body from Bute..Jab from DeGale..Body work..jab..Bute lands a left..

Round 8 Trading jabs…Right hook from DeGale..Nice left-right..right…

Round 9 Bute trying to work the body..right to body from DeGale..short right..nice body work..body ..counter right from Bute..

Round 10 Degale lands a combination..Right uppercut…good body work..up-jab..Left From Bute..Good Counter from deGale

Round 11 Nice Jab from DeGale..Straight left from Bute..Left from DeGale..Left from Bute…

Round 12 Trading jabs..body work from DeGale..big over hand left from DeGale..right..

116-112, 117-111, 117-111 JAMES DEGALE

12 rounds–Light Heavyweights–Eleider Alvarez (18-0, 10 KO’s) vs Isaac Chilemba (24-2-2, 10 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Alvarez  10  10  10  10  10  10  9  10  9  10  9  10  117
Chilemba  9  9 10 9  9 10  10  9  10  9  10  9 113

Round 1 Good right from Alvarez…2 nice jabs

Round 2 Alvarez lands a right..Jab from Chilemba..Trading right hands

Round 3

Round 4 Left from Alvarez..Left..Jab..Combination

Round 5 Alvarez working the body..Chilemba lands a counter left hook..Flurry from Alvarez

Round 6 Right from Alvarez..Jab..Right..Chilemba lands a jab…Combination to body

ROUND 7 Right from Chilemba..Counter right from Alvarez…Jab from Chilemba..Jab..left hook..Alvarez wokding the body..Exchnage jabs…Counter right from Chilemba

Round 8

118-110, 115-113 Alvarex…114-114

 

10 rounds-Super Lightweights–Amir Imam (18-0, 15 KO’s) vs Adrian Granados (16-4-1, 11 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Imam  10 10 10  9 10 9 9 67
Granados 8 10  9 10  9 10 10 TKO 66

Round 1 Granados lands a left and left to body…Imam lands a left and a jab…HUGE RIGHT AND DOWN GOES GRANADOS…Big right..Right to head..left to body..left and right…Granados in trouble..Counter right from Imam..Right from Granados

Round 2 Right from Granados…4 punch combination..4 jabs from Imam..Good right

Round 3 Uppercut from Imam..2 rights from Granados…Good body shot with the left from Imam..Sharp right..Chopping right

Round 4 Right and left from Granados. Combination from Imam…4 punch combination from Granados..3 punch combination..2 rights from Imam…

Round 5 4 Punch combination from Imam..2 punch combination..Granados working..Body from Imam..Head shot from Granados..right from Imam..Granados lands a right that backs Imam up..left from Granados..

Round 6 Combination from Granados..6 punch combination and a uppercut…Hard 1-2…Good left..Good counter right from Imam..combination…5 punch combination from Granados

Round 7 3 rights from Granados…Left to body from Imam..Left from Granados..Good combination..Blood on the face of Imam..Left from Granados..

Round 8 Granados lands a right…Imam looks tired….BIG COMBINATION ON THE ROPES…AND THE FIGHT IS STOPPED

10 rounds-Heavyweights–Oscar Rivas (17-0. 12 KO’s) vs Joey Abell (31-8, 29 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Rivas  9 TKO  9
Abell 10  10

Round 1 Abell lands a left to the head..Right to body from Rivas..Counter left from Abell

Round 2 Left and right from Rivas…Hard combination AND A RIGHT AND DOWN GOES ABELL AND THE FIGHT IS OVER




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Follow all the action Live as IBF/WBA/WBO Heavyweight champion Wladimir Klitschko defends his titles against undefeated Tyson Fury.  The fight begins at 4:45 PM ET / 1:45 PM PT / 9:45 PM in England / 10:45 PM in Germany-AUTOMATIC BROWSER REFRESH

12 rounds–IBF/WBAWBO Heavyweight championship–Wladimir Klitschko (64-3, 53 KO’s) vs Tyson Fury (24-0, 18 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Klitschko 9  10 10 10  9 9  9  10 9  10 9 10 114
Fury 10 9 10  9  10 10 10 9  10  9 9 9 115

National Anthems Done

Round 1 Fury fighting at a distance..Fury lands a jab..

Round 2 Klitschko lands a jab and a jab to the body..Fury gets in a left..Klitschko lands a left

Round 3 Fury goes southpaw…and holding hands behind his back…

Round 4 Fury being more aggressive..Right from Klitschko and a left

Round 5 Klitschko cut under his left eye…Fury lands a body shot..Right..

Round 6 Fury lands a jab…

Round 7 Fury gets in a right..

Round 8 Good jab from Fury..Good jab from Klitschko..Another good jab..

Round 9 2 hard rights from Klitschko…Little left from Fury..2 body punches..Big left hook..Klitschko cut from the forehead..Little right from Klitschko

Round 10 Jab to body from Klitschko..

Round 11 Fury lands little shots on the inside..Body shot…head shot..Klitschko outside his right eye..Big left hook..POINT DEDUCTED FROM FURY FOR RABBIT PUNCHES

Round 12 Hard left from Fury..Good right from Klitschko…Left hook…leaping left hook..left hook

115-112, 115-112, 116-111 FOR THE NEW CHAMPION TYSON FURY

 




Welcome to the A-Side: Canelo has the perks and a lesson on how to use them

By Norm Frauenheim

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Miguel Cotto 153.5 vs. Canelo Alvarez 155
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Canelo Alvarez showed he learned a lot from Floyd Mayweather Jr. in a painful loss that, among other things, taught him how to use power that comes with being the so-called A-side.

It’s hard to know where talks are headed for a Canelo-Gennady Golovkin fight, the biggest on boxing’s board of possibilities. But there are signs that Canelo will make demands, including a problematic one about a 155-pound catch weight.

Why? Because he can.

If and when the respective parties get to the table, we’ll know HBO’s pay-per-view numbers from Canelo-Cotto. At midweek after the Nov. 21 bout, it was reportedly tracking at about 900,000. That’s a long way from the 1.5 million that Canelo promoter Oscar De La Hoya had projected. But it’s still very good.

It adds up to leverage, all on Canelo’s side of the table. In Golovkin’s only PPV venture – an Oct. 17 victory over David Lemieux, the PPV number was reported to be 150,000.

The difference between 900,000 and 150,000 adds up to 750,000 reasons for Canelo to get his way, in much the same manner that Mayweather did. Mayweather bragged about the perks and power he had. Like it or not, he used them, too.

Canelo might not brag about his newfound role on the A-side. But he’d be fool not to make full use of them.

There already have been a few preliminaries. GGG’s representative, Tom Loeffler of K2 Promotions, went to Canelo’s post-fight party and congratulated the World Boxing Council’s new middleweight champ Saturday after his unanimous decision over Miguel Cotto at Las Vegas’ Mandalay Bay.

“Gennady thought it was great performance by Canelo,’’ said Loeffler, who said GGG was in the arena for the fight.

If GGG-Canelo were to happen in May, Golovkin, first or second in pound-for-pound ratings, would be favored. With the victory over Cotto, Canelo has climbed into the debate’s top 10, but he’s in the second five.

It’s a sign, perhaps, that the 25-year-old Mexican, who won the WBC’s 160-pound title at a 155-pound catch weight, still needs more experience at middleweight.

Truth is, he has yet to face a real middleweight with first-class skill. Cotto has the skills, but he’s never been a middleweight, despite the WBC title stripped from him because he didn’t pay the sanctioning fee.

At 153.5 pounds, Cotto was half-a-pound under the junior-middleweight limit at the weigh-in. At opening bell, his trainer, Freddie Roach, said he was at 159, one pound under the middleweight limit.

As it should, GGG’s corner argues that Canelo is more of a light-heavyweight than a middleweight at fight time. He was at 170 to 175 pounds against Cotto, says GGG trainer Abel Sanchez. That’s a guesstimate, because declined at step on HBO’s scale the night of the fight. But it’s reasonable.

For now, however, the 155 mark on the day before the bout is a sure sign that Canelo is ready. Rafael Mendoza, his former advisor and manager, said that if he is a pound or two lighter, it’s a sign he weakened himself in a battle to make weight.

A pound or two heavier than 155 pounds, and he figures to be sluggish, according to Mendoza, a Hall of Famer. Canelo doesn’t have foot speed anyway. If he hits the 155 mark, however, it’s a sign that he’s in shape to move his upper body and head throughout 12 rounds. He did that, effectively and consistently against Cotto.

In the immediate aftermath of his victory of over Cotto, Canelo said he’s willing to fight GGG, yet he sidestepped the question about a 155-pound catch weight. He might have been waiting to hear the pay-per-view. That’s when he’ll really know how much power he has as boxing’s new A-sider.




Teasing the strippers: Canelo becomes lineal middleweight champion of the world

By Bart Barry-
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Saturday at Mandalay Bay, Mexican junior middleweight Saul “Canelo” Alvarez widely decisioned Puerto Rican junior middleweight Miguel Cotto to become the lineal middleweight champion of the world. If there were any surprises during the pay-HBO telecast, they came on the undercard – Guillermo Rigondeaux finally fought old as he looks, and Francisco Vargas and Takashi Miura made an incredible match – because nothing unexpected happened during the main event.

It’s the ferocity that counts with Canelo, and until an aficionado has been within earshot of a Canelo fight, he doesn’t know that. After four rounds in which Cotto and Canelo appeared to land an equivalent number of blows, on television anyway, analyst Roy Jones was not hesitant in his analysis: Canelo was clearly the more effective man in the match. Jim Lampley turned to big data – his buddies’ ringside Twitter scorecards – and learned they had Canelo winning every early round.

That announcement brought guffaws of disbelief from my viewing party, a group about inversely proportionate to the Mandalay Bay crowd – we had five Puerto Ricans and two Mexicans and a token white guy – with a curious exception among the guffawing Puerto Ricans: The one guy who’d been a few rows back of ringside when Canelo decisioned Austin Trout agreed absolutely Canelo was handling Cotto from the opening bell.

By round 6 it was apparent to all but Coach Freddie th’t Cotto needed a plan b, and when Coach Freddie returned Cotto to the blackmat armed only with a double-jab idea a few minutes later, a bad idea Canelo blasted crosses over, at will, Cotto decided to treat Canelo like the sort of overmatched b-level guy Cotto feasts on (excepting only Trout, a b-level guy Cotto did not feast on, Cotto’s losses come to a-level guys [or a b-level guy with an a-level equipment advantage {allegedly, allegedly!}]), and when that approach endangered Cotto’s consciousness, Cotto returned to Coach Freddie’s plan, which, in its perspicacity and nuance and adaptability, bore a frightening resemblance to Coach Freddie’s masterplan for Manny Pacquiao’s lame effort against Money May, and the only suspense that remained after that concerned the question of Canelo stopping Cotto, which Canelo simply was not good enough to do. Simply.

That’s a terrible thing to write, of course, on this, the second day of the Cinnamon Era, but aside from his impressive physicality and ferocity, Canelo is not that spectacular. And straining one’s throat to make it so will not make it so. Canelo is much, much better than anyone else Cotto fought during his rehabilitation – a vivacious union with Coach Freddie in which Cotto whispered to Coach Freddie sweet nothings about how much better things might have gone for the starcrossed men if only they’d met sooner, and Coach Freddie whispered sweet nothings to reporters and HBO cameras about the houses he’d bet on Cotto (how does one do this at the sportsbook?) – and Canelo revealed the quality of the Cotto rehabilitation almost deftly as Juan Manuel Marquez once revealed Coach Freddie’s actual improvement of Manny Pacquiao’s footwork.

If that’s ungracious, it’s also written without a hankering for a cinéma-vérité sequel to “On Freddie Roach”: The depth of Roach’s craft has not gotten shallower so much as it has splashed its way from training to marketing. Coach Freddie no longer improves his prizefighters so much as their purses; during training camp Roach sold the certainty of a Cotto victory far better than he assured it. Quite a few times Saturday, in fact, Cotto resembled no previous version of himself so much as the man anxiously scrambling away from Antonio Margarito seven years ago: face swelling, mouth agape, leadhand lowered, backhand alternately wiping and bracketing his face, four steps back-sidewaysback for every one step forwards. Aside from the obvious advantage Margarito may have had over his firehaired countryman, when they confronted Cotto, he also had this: Margarito never misspent a second of his career proving he could avoid a smaller man’s punches.

Because he couldn’t? Well, yes, but. Or perhaps, yes, and.

Margarito was an embodiment of the puncher’s compact: You hit me, and I’ll hit you, and we’ll do this until one of us is unconscious, and I don’t much care which. Had Canelo taken his gumshield more fiercely betwixt the molars and entered the same compact Saturday, there’s a very good chance he would have stopped Cotto, who showed nervous energy, ineffective nonaggressiveness, as it were, from the match’s opening minute.

There’s something like a “geometry of boxing” – Roach’s phrase – that did not fail to favor Canelo every round Cotto committed to stepping round him. More precisely put: Cotto’s circles got wider and wider as the fight progressed, which mightn’t have been a damnable thing if it were the plan, which it could not have been. If a man sets out to make as many laps possible with as little energy expended, that man should choose shorter laps and not longer ones. Cotto’s early steps-around became walks-around became skips-around became laps-around. Frankly, it’s a testament to the conditioning enhancements Wild Card fighters discover at Coach Freddie’s rejuvenating gym that Cotto stayed fresh as he did, working at a rate so much more frantic than Canelo’s.

Now we are told to ready for an epic stripping, if, according to HBO and the other handlers of the network’s middleweight champion, in the next two weeks Canelo fails to agree to open conceivable preliminary negotiations in principle for a potential fight possibly to come in the future with the undisputed HBO middleweight champion. It bears repetition: Not in this universe or the next will a sanctioning body in Mexico City strip Mexico’s most popular fighter of his middleweight title. Call it corruption or greed or scrofulous roguery, whatever, but vague as the WBC’s requirements appear, by ordering Max Kellerman to fetch his gloves in Saturday’s essential postfight interview, Canelo undoubtedly just satisfied Mexico City’s negotiation mandate, even if he shamelessly goes on to make consecutive defenses against the likes of Marco Antonio Rubio, Martin Murray and Willie Monroe Jr.

Bart Barry can be reached via Twitter @bartbarry




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Follow all the action as Middleweight champion Miguel Cotto battles Canelo Alvarez in a Mouth watering Middleweight title bout.  The card begins with at 9 pm ET / 6 PM ET with a 3 fight undercard featuring a world title bout between Takashi Miura and Francisco Vargas

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12 Rounds Middleweight title–Miguel Cotto (40-4, 33 KO’s) vs Saul Alvarez (45-1-1, 32 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Cotto  9 10  9  9 9 9  10  10  10 9  10  9 113
Alvarez 10  9  10 10 10 10  10  9 9  10  9 10 116

Round 1 Body shot from Canelo..right from Cotto..Jab from Canelo..Jab from Cotto..Hook from Cotto..Hook from Canelo..Hard right to body..Body shots from Cotto..quick left hook…Right and left hook from canelo..Left to the body..

Round 2 Right from Cotto..Jab…Jab..Good counter and jab and left hook by Canelo…Sneaky right from Cotto

Round 3 Canelo lands a body shot..straight right..Good right…Straight right..Right from Cotto…Counter left and jab from ALvarez..Good jab from Cotto and another…Hard right from canelo…

Round 4 Right from Canelo…1-2..Cook lands 1 left hook to body and 2 to the head..Left hook from Canelo…trading body shots..

Round 5 Good right from Canelo..Hard left..Flurry from Cotto..Over hand right from Canelo..Hard left uppercut by Canelo..Hard right..

Round 6 Sharp right from Canelo..Good combination..Good body shot from Cotto..Good body shot..

Round 7 Hard body shot from Canelo…Good hook from Cotto..Great counter uppercut from Canelo..Cotto lands a left inside..

Round 8 Left uppercut from Canelo..Good body from Cotto..they are trading..Hard shots..Uppercut from Canelo..Hard right..Good hook from Cotto..Big right to the body from Alvarez..right to body from Cotto..Left…

Round 9 Straight right from Cotto..Trading rights..Trading left to body…3 jabs from Cotto..Hard left from Canelo..Cotto lands a uppercut..Cotto lands jabs..Quick left hooks from Canelo…and another..

Round 10 Body shot from Cotto…Good body shots from Canelo..Hard right from Cotto..3 punch combination from Canelo

Round 11 Combination from Cotto..Right from Canelo…Good left..Cotto lands a jab..

Round 12 2 big shots from Canelo and a body shot..Right hand..good body shots..Cotto lands a jab..Cotto cut around his left eye..2 more rights from canelo..left hook from Cotto..Hard shots hurt Cotto..Combination from Cotto…

 

117-111. 119-109, 118-110 for CANELO ALVAREZ

Punch stats:  Cotto 129-629       Canelo 155-484

 

12-rounds WBC Jr. Lightweight title–Takashi Miura (29-2-2, 17 KO’s) vs Francisco Vargas (22-0-1, 16 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Miura  9  9 10 10  10 9 10 10 77
Vargas 10 10  9  8  9 10 9  9  74


Round 1 Hard right from Vargas…Miura in big trouble..Miura lands a left..Good body shot from Vargas..Another body shot..

Round 2  Vargas cut under right eye…Vargas lands 5 power punches..Good body shot from Vargas..Good body shot from Miura..Good right from Vargas..Good body shot..

Round 3 Miura lands to the body and head..Hard right hook..

Round 4 Straight left…Hard right from Vargas…Body shots from Miura…sTRAIGHT LEFT AND DOWN GOES VARGAS..

Round 5 Miura outworking Vargas…body shot…Right from Vargas…Body shot from Miura…Good combination from Vargas…Thudding right hook from Miura..

Round 6 Vargas coming out firing…Body shot..Good body shot from Miura…Straight from Vargas..2 lefts from Miura..Right from Vargas..

Round 7 Good left from Miura

Round 8 Left from Miura…Good body shot..and another..Right from Vargas…Hard left buckles Vargas..Punishing combo at the bell

Round 9 HUGE RIHJY AMD DOWN GOES MIURA..Vargas rocking him all over the ring..Big Body shot..BIG RIGHT ROCKS MIURA’S HEAD BACK AND THE FIGHT IS STOPPED

 

10-rounds–Super Bantamweight–Guillermo Rigondeaux (15-0, 20KO’s) vs Drian Francisco (28-3-1, 22 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Rigondeaux  10 10 10  10  9  10  10  10  10  9  98
Francisco  9  10 10 9 10  10 9 10 9  10 96

Round 1 Hard left from Rigondeaux..Hard body shot

Round 2 Body shot from Francisco..Quick left from Rigondeaux

Round 3

Round 4 Fans beginning to boo..Straight left from Rigondeaux

Round 5 Francisco lands a left hook

Round 6

Round 7 Rigondeaux lands a left

Round 8 Rigondeaux controlling the action

Round 9

Round 10 Hard right from Francisco

97-93, 100-90 twice for Rigondeaux

Punch stats:   Rigo 72-347    Francisco 42-228

 

10-rounds–Featherweights–Jayson Velez (23-0-1, 16 KO’s) vs Ronny Rios (24-1,10 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Velez 9 9  9 10  9 9  9  9  9 9 91
Rios 10  10 10  9  9 10  10 10  10  10 98

Round 1 Rios working the body..straight right..body shot..Velez lands a left to the head..

Round 2 Hard right from Rios followed by 2 body shots..Velez lands a body shot

Round 3 Good right from Rios..Counter from Velez..Good left hook..Right from Rios..Good jab

Round 4 Rios warned for Low blows..Another warning..

Round 5 Another low blow and Rios docked a point…Good left and right from Rios..

Round 6 4 left hooks to head from Rios…Hard left hook..Good hook from Velez..Hard right..

Round 7 Hard left from Rios

Round 8 Rios lands a right to the body…Big left…

Round 9 Big right from Rios...

Round 10 Good uppercut from Rios and another..Good left hook

97-92, 95-94 and 96-93 for Ronny Rios

 

 




Hear The Buzz: It was off the scale for Cotto-Canelo

By Norm Frauenheim-
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LAS VEGAS – Measuring interest in a fight isn’t exactly a science. It’s more a haphazard adventure. Either a so-called buzz is there, or it isn’t. For a couple of days, media prospectors were sifting though all the events surrounding Miguel Cotto-Canelo Alvarez, searching for one.

For days, not much was there. Echoes instead of real noise created doubt about the pay-per-view hopes and suspicions about fans staying away from Mandalay Bay Saturday night because of skepticism left over from the Floyd Mayweather-Manny Pacquiao mess in May.

But the empty echoes were suddenly gone Friday. Instead, there was a buzz that filled three ballrooms from crowds of fans who waited in line for three to four hours to watch the Cotto-Canelo weigh-in.

The buzz was off-the-scale amid sudden optimism about pay-per-view numbers for an HBO telecast (6 p.m. PT/9 p.m. ET) that Golden Boy promoter Oscar De La Hoya has said could approach 1.5 million.

That expectation might still be too high. But a buzzing crowd at the weigh-in indicated that a very good PPV audience is likely. Latino fans – Puerto Rican for Cotto (40-4, 33 KOs) and Mexican for Canelo (45-1-1, 32 KOs) – jammed one ballroom for the live weigh-in and two adjacent ballrooms to watch the telecast.

Both made the catch-weight, 155 pounds, for a 160-pound, middleweight title that the WBC stripped from Cotto on Monday after he refused to pay the $300,000 sanctioning fee. A sculpted Canelo was right at the agreed-upon weight. Cotto was at 153.5, which is a half-pound lighter than the junior-middleweight limit. This is a middleweight fight in name only. But it doesn’t matter.

The anticipation is real for a classic, cut straight out of the rich tradition of the Mexican-Puerto Rican history.

“They are here because they think they are about see a war,’’ De La Hoya said.

The war parallel is little tired and probably too much, especially these days with all that is going in France and Syria. But boxing without hyperbole is a fight without a buzz. Nobody would care.

At the weigh-in, the roar said — again and again — that a lot people care intensely about one fight that might take the business beyond Pacquiao-Mayweather.

The weigh-in included at least one disappointing moment. Unbeaten Randy Caballero was at 123.5, or 5.5 pounds too heavy for the 118-mandtaory in a scheduled defense of his IBF bantamweight title against the UK”s Lee Haskins. About an hour after the weigh-in, the Nevada State Athletic Commission said that the title fight had been cancelled.

Did it matter? No, not at all. If there were any complaints, you couldn’t hear them. You could hear only that buzz.




GGG possibility at stake for Gilberto Ramirez

By Norm Frauenheim-
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LAS VEGAS — Unbeaten Mexican super-middleweight Gilberto Ramirez came to The Strip, hoping to land a shot at the Wold Boxing Organization’s 168-pound title.

Turns out, more than just a mandatory will be at skate Friday night when Ramirez (32-0, 24 KOs) faces Gevorg Khatchikan of the Netherlands (23-1,11 KOs) at The Cosmopolitan in a TruTV-televised bout (10 p.m. ET/PT).

Middleweight champion Gennady Golovkin plans to be at ringside in what might prove to be more than just a night out as a fan.

Ramirez promoter Bob Arum said he has talked to Tom Loeffler, the executive director of K2, Golovkin’s promoter.

Arum said they have discussed a Ramirez-GGG bout next year.

“But it will only happen if Gilberto can win tomorrow night, thus preserving his mandatory challenge for the world title, and then beating WBO world champion Arthur Abraham,” Arum said Thursday in a Top Rank news release. “That’s a lot of pressure to put on most fighters’ shoulders, but Gilberto seems to thrive on it. He has said all along that he only wants to fight the best, even if it means fighting Abraham and Golovkin back-to-back.”




Last Chance: Trying to take the dull out Rigondeaux

By Norm Frauenheim-
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LAS VEGAS – Guillermo Rigondeaux is a master craftsman, yet there’s no market for his craft. He’s unbeaten and unpopular, an unlikely combination and a dilemma for promoters fascinated by his talent, yet still not able to sell it.

Yet, that talent still beckons, so much so that Rigondeaux has a second opportunity — perhaps a last chance — in a career that thus far hasn’t generated much income for him or anybody else.

The shy Cuban, a two time Olympic gold medalist, is a late addition to the Miguel Cotto-Canelo Alvarez card Saturday night at Mandalay Bay. Rigondeaux left Caribe promotions and signed with RocNation, which was looking for somebody to fill a vacancy left by Andre Ward’s withdrawal because of a knee injury.

The announcement that Rigondeaux had been added to the HBO-televised card against Filipino junior-featherweight Drian Francisco (28-3-1, 22 KOs) elicited a familiar reaction. To wit: Yawns from the crowd that had already experienced that nap.

Fair or not – and who ever said boxing was fair? – Rigondeaux is another word for dull. Early on, his name got re-written, Rigondull instead of Rigondeaux. No matter what,he did, he couldn’t escape the damning tag. Go 15-0, and fans still yaw. Score 10 stoppages, still yawns. Get mentioned in the pound-for-pound debate, more yawns.

But at 35 he’s still around, still an intriguing bundle of possibilities.

At the undercard news conference Thursday, HBO’s Peter Nelson mentioned Rigondeaux by saying his “virtuosity is unrivaled in the sport.’’

Virtuosity is nice to have. But it doesn’t buy much. Ask a starving artist, which is what Rigondeaux’s fate might be if this attempt at collecting more than applause fails.

The question has never been whether he can fight. It’s whether he can excite.

“I love Rigondeux,’’ said Bernard Hopkins, the ageless warrior and Oscar De La Hoya’s associate in Golden Boy’s joint promotion with RocNation of Canelo-Cotto. “I’just love him as fighter.’’

But can he become a reliable draw? Rigondraw instead of Rigondull?

“I think so, I really do,’’ Hopkins said. “Listen, his job is to do only one thing. His job is to kick ass.

It’s the promoter. It’s the manager. it’s the networks. We have to promote the kind of fighter who needs to be pushed out there and glorified.

“It’s up to us to say: ‘Look, this is the guy.’ If somebody says no, that’s OK. But we keep pushing. It is up to us to find the right guys for him to fight. It’s up to us to be his mouthpiece.’’

Hall of Fame promoter Don Chargin, who has helped Golden Boy promote Canelo, agrees with Hopkins. A key in trying to market a shy fighter without any evident charisma, he says, is often in how he’s matched. Find the right business partner, Chargin says and you might be able to turn him into an attraction.

“It’s tough, but you’d be surprised,’’ Chargin said.

In part, the challenge with Rigondeaux is his Cuban pedigree. He grew up within the tightly-controlled Cuban system. It creates great amateurs. With the notable exception of former lightweight champion Joel Casamayor, however, it doesn’t allow for the kind of personality that sells in the American boxing market, which always been part skill and part theater.

“Yeah, he is shy,’’ Hopkins said. “But that’s the crazy thing about it. Rigondeaux is your worst nightmare in the ring. A lot of times, it just depends on who the dance partner is. If he he’s got a dance partner who doesn’t step on his feet, then he can prove he’s as good as we all know he is.

“We’re only as good as who we fought.’’

And maybe only as good as the promoter who markets and match-makes.




Breakdown of Cotto – Alvarez

By Alejandro Echevarria
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Whether or not the WBC Middleweight Title is on the line this Saturday’s match between Miguel Cotto (40-4-0, 33Ko’s) and Saúl “Canelo” Alvarez (45-1-1, 32Ko’s) will decide who the lineal middleweight champion will be. If all the pieces fall in place, it will also decide who fights Gennady Golovkin for recognition as the best middleweight on the planet. That is one of the many aspects that make this fight interesting. The storied rivalry between Mexican and Puerto Rican boxers and the fact that both fighters are at (or close to) the peak of their popularity also adds to the significance of the bout.

With that being said, what makes this fight appealing to many boxing fans and insiders is that the match-up of styles suggests this will be a war. Both fighters are good boxers but both are fighters. They are usually willing to trade, they both have power and both have shown to have a fight instinct instead of the flight one.
Canelo brings more stopping power to the fight but Cotto’s recent displays as a middleweight suggest he can also hurt bigger fighters. Similarly, Canelo proved he can use his strength and aggression to overcome a more skilled boxer as he did against Lara. It is easy to imagine that Cotto’s edge in class is offset by Canelo’s youth and physical advantages leaving us with a very even playing field.

Even though odds makers have the young Mexican as a 3 to 1 favorite, boxing analysts see this as a much more even fight and I agree. I do believe that whoever wins the fight will probably do so in a convincing fashion but that will be more because of the way these fighters carry themselves in the ring than because there will be a significance difference between them as fighters. Both of them will leave everything in the ring and, as happens to most fighters who fight this way, when they lose they will do so in spectacular fashion.

Most agree that for Miguel to win he has to use his well timed jab, foot work and not a small amount of body work. Canelo should be looking to press the action. If he can impose his size and strength on Cotto, who has had problems with this in the past, he should be able to get a stoppage in the second half of the fight. This same fight plan could instead prove deadly for Saúl if Cotto is able to disrupt his momentum with jabs and footwork as this would eventually lead to openings for left hooks to the body.

Regardless of who is ahead on the scorecards after the sixth round, the manner in which these initial rounds are fought will probably determine the outcome of the fight. Canelo has to land some big shots. Otherwise he will succumb to frustration and be worn down by Cotto’s left hand. Cotto needs to avoid punishment and must conserve his energy. If he doesn’t, his 35 year-old, battle-ravaged body will not hold up for twelve rounds.

With Freddie Roach in his corner, the four-division Puerto Rican champion seems revitalized. Whether this is just a mirage or he has really regained part of the physical prowess that made him so dangerous early in his career is up for discussion but the fact that he believes it doesn’t seem to be. I expect to see a very confident Miguel Cotto use his timing and footwork to stop Canelo from putting combinations together. Alvarez will have his moments and will probably win some of these rounds but at too high a cost. Cotto’s jab will be there at all times zapping Canelo of the necessary confidence to press the action and if left hooks are landing, his stamina may very well be diminished before the twelfth round. It’s not impossible for Cotto to get a late stoppage but I don’t think it will happen. More likely we will see a Cotto, ahead on the score cards, do enough to win a unanimous. Canelo will prove too strong to go down.
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Quality of opponents – Within their last five fights, both fighters shared two opponents. They both lost against Floyd Mayweather while Alvarez defeated Austin Trout to whom Cotto lost. Against “Money” Mayweather, Cotto looked better and was more efficient but he was clearly beat by Trout whom Canelo knocked down en route to a unanimous decision victory.

Canelo looked impressive in his two stoppage victories against Alfredo Angulo and James Kirkland. Of these two, the Kirkland victory stands out because it was fought the way the “Mandingo Warrior” wanted, that is to say it was a slugfest, and still Canelo won with a “Knockout of the Year” candidate.

Regarding his split decision win against Erislandy Lara, many thought this fight could’ve gone either way. Canelo had trouble dealing with the lateral movements and angles Lara presented but nonetheless came out with a victory. In this fight, Canelo proved that he can press enough and has enough hand speed to deal with slicker boxers.
On his side, since losing consecutive fights against Mayweather and Trout, Cotto has stringed three stoppages in a row. He outclassed and out gunned an over matched Delvin Rodríguez then challenged linear middleweight champion Sergio Martínez. Martínez had gone down in his last three fights, was almost knocked out against Julio Cesar Chavez Jr. (after which he needed surgery on his knee) and squeaked by Martin Murray in a fight that could’ve gone either way. Still, Cotto looked sharp and powerful in his first fight as a middleweight.

Against Daniel Geale, a former middleweight beltholder, Cotto again looked impressive until Geale quit after going down twice in round four. It must be noted that Geale looked drained the day of the weigh-in where a catch weight of 155 pounds was set but not met by Geale.

These recent fights offer a bit of an insight into the fighter’s strengths and weaknesses. Cotto’s two losses came at the hands of slick boxers and before his switch to training with Freddie Roach. His three victories came against foes that were either not on his level or not in their prime. Canelo’s loss to Mayweather and struggles against Lara show that he also has issues with angles and speed. His victories against a diminished Angulo and a James Kirkland without Anne Wolfe in his corner were impressive but not unexpected.

If we look back at their entire records, Cotto’s is more impressive. He’s faced more undefeated fighters, more past and eventual champions and more A-level opponents. He’s also come up short on his two biggest matches (Mayweather and Pacquiao) but his experience will serve him well. Still, I believe Canelo has a slight edge based on his victories over Lara, where he edged an opponent with a wrong style for him, and Kirkland where he fought his opponent’s fight and still came out with the win. In a sport where the saying “what have you done for me lately?” is so important, Alvarez has made a statement with his three most recent victories.

Defense and Chin – Neither fighter is a defensive master. Cotto may hold a slight advantage because his footwork is more polished and effective than Canelo’s but Alvarez is definitely the stronger more resilient fighter. It helps Canelo that he is quite fresh despite having 47 fights under his belt and has not been through the wars Cotto has endured. Even though Cotto has not been cut or badly bruised in his last fights, he hasn’t been hit by a big puncher in some time.

Both fighters have been hurt by single punches in the past. Cotto against the likes of Ricardo Torres, “Chop Chop” Corley and Zab Judah and Canelo against Jose Cotto but those all seem to be in the distant past. If this becomes a give and take fight, Canelo will probably have more resilience down the stretch and that may prove to be the difference maker.

Skill an Technique – In terms of pure skill and boxing technique, it is Cotto who holds the upper hand. A decorated amateur and Olympic boxer, Cotto has proven he can outbox almost everybody (his victory over an almost prime Shane Mosley being the best example of this) when he is sharp. His well timed jab is a very disruptive weapon and carries enough pop to stun and stop the momentum for many fighters (he’s even floored several of his opponents with it).

Canelo has very good hand speed and when he feels comfortable in his stance, he can let those heavy hands go in good multi-punch combinations. Still, he has issues with moving targets and angles which Cotto could very well use to his advantage. If he freezes against Cotto, the Puerto Rican’s jab and left hook could prove deadly to whatever Canelo’s fight plan is.

At the end of the day, if Cotto could box for 12 rounds and avoid a give and take fight, he would probably come out on top.

Strength and Power – Here is another category where one of the boxers holds a clear advantage. Even though they both started at the welterweight limit, Canelo is the naturally bigger guy and seems to have a bit more pop in his punches. In his victories against Carlos Baldomir, Alfonso Gómez and most recently James Kirkland, The Mexican proved he can hurt opponents with single shots. Cotto usually needs to break down opponents before he can get his stoppages.

Both fighters can hurt each other but Canelo has a bigger opportunity of landing a single punch or combination that can determine the course of the fight. Cotto hasn’t been hurt by a single punch in some time but, has also not been hit by a big puncher in some time as well. Were they to trade punch for punch, Canelo would have a clear advantage.

Miscellaneous and Intangibles – As the name suggests, there are other aspects to consider. The last time Canelo was in a fight of this magnitude he lost and seemed frustrated by the end of the fight. Will the memories of the Mayweather fight haunt the young boxer and keep him from performing at his best? Is Cotto’s resurgence real or just the by-product of great matchmaking? Will Canelo’s lengthy training camp result in over training and drain him of the necessary explosiveness he will need to come out victorious? Can Cotto take the kind of shots that Canelo has landed on the likes of Angulo and Kirkland? And most important, are we in line to see a true classic? Out of all these questions, the one I would like most to be answered in the affirmative is the last one.




Money Belt: Cotto takes the money and trashes the belt

By Norm Frauebheim
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LAS VEGAS – The World Boxing Council’s middleweight title belt almost looked like an item at a garage sale Wednesday during a news conference for the Miguel Cotto-Canelo Alvarez bout Saturday night at Mandalay Bay.

It was at the end of long table next to WBC President Mauricio Sulaiman, seemingly on display, but not wanted by its former owner.

“I don’t need another belt,’’ Cotto said to a group of writers before the news conference started in a nearby theater.

His wardrobe is full of them. He has won titles in four weight classes over more than 14 years. Make no mistake, another one would be nice, but not at $1.1 million, the total he would have had to pay out of his purse for the right to defend the title against Canelo.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Negotiations with the WBC fell apart Monday night and perhaps took some buzz off of the HOB pay-per-view production. Cotto said he would have been willing to pay $125,000 to the WBC for the sanctioning fee. But Sulaiman said no, which is why the belt was parked like used car at one end of the VIP table Wednesday.

The rest, $800,000, was reported to be the amount Cotto agreed to pay Gennady Golovkin. Call it a step-aside fee. For six figures, Golovkin, the WBC’s No. 1contender, reportedly agreed to step aside for Canelo so the fight with Canelo could be made in another bout in the rich Puerto Rican-Mexican history.

But there are still questions about whether Golovkin will get that reported money.

“There are legal issues,’’Cotto attorney Gabe Penagaricano said Wednesday.
Translation: You’ll probably only see a Cotto-GGG fight in court. GGG’s best shot at unifying the 160-pound title will happen if Canelo wins the now vacant WBC version. There’s a good chance that Canelo will. The popular Mexican was about a 3-to-1 favorite Wednesday.

The always-reticent Canelo had little to say about the circumstances that transpired in the financial shuffle that that took the title out Cotto’s possession.

“It doesn’t change anything,’’ Canelo said. “I am prepared to fight the best Cotto.’’

From Cotto’s perspective, there are no regrets about his old belt. No worries, either. He shook hands with Sulaiman, who after the news conference had the belt slung over a shoulder. The flap won’t affect the fight, Coto said. that generated a few headlines. The public, Cotto said, doesn’t care about ruling bodies that charge sanctioning fees for interim belts, and silver belts in countless weight classes.

“We are bigger than the organizations,’’ said Cotto, who didn’t need to say more.




Canelo-Cotto: Slightly more than an eliminator for the HBO middleweight championship

By Bart Barry-
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Saturday at Mandalay Bay, Puerto Rican middleweight champion Miguel Cotto will swap blows with Mexican junior middleweight Saul “Canelo” Alvarez in a main event that should mark 2015’s best pay-per-view match. The broadcast will happen on pay-HBO, a network whose commentators surely will invoke, in tones alternately awestruck and threatening, the name of the Kazakh fighter who holds the HBO middleweight title, reminding viewers Canelo-Cotto happens at a catchweight, 155 pounds, and that its unlucky winner will have fewer than two weeks to savor his victory before a Mexican sanctioning organization promises to strip that fighter of its belt and award the garish green tchotchke to HBO’s undisputed middleweight champion – as if the WBC ever would strip Canelo Alvarez.

The best outcome for aficionados is a Saturday match so even, violent, and robust, fans rise in a single, stentorian voice to demand a Cinco de Mayo rematch. The best outcome for HBO’s champion and at least one of his copromoters, of course, is that one man, probably Canelo, wins lopsidedly and then, in hotblood, gets goaded by Max to say he wants to fight the HBO middleweight champion next.

Among the many things about Latino prizefighters that should enchant aficionados, there’s this: An apparent obliviousness of American media manias. A man like Saul Alvarez lives in a selfsufficient country where, whatever his handlers might say when a contract gets signed, he doesn’t think about HBO or the opinions of its commentary crew or, best of all, its current exuberance for fighters from the former Soviet Union. However it gets broadcasted, the Saturday match between Alvarez and Cotto is not an elimination bout for a chance to face HBO’s middleweight champion; Canelo-Cotto is a prizefight in which each man will face an opponent many, many times better than anyone the HBO middleweight champion of the world has fought.

The winner of Canelo-Cotto, HBO tells us in a chorus with its champion’s official promoter, will have some arbitrarily chosen span of time before the winner has to declare he will face HBO’s middleweight champion or else risk ongoing banishment from HBO’s Gatti List and Fight Game List. Banishment from both lists ripples banishments across social media as a force multiplier, including possible banishments from the ESPN list, Pinterest, a number of influential Twitter polls, and a carefully chosen plethora of whatever apps teenage girls mindlessly refresh at Starbucks. The stakes aren’t merely high for the Mexican and the Puerto Rican, in other words: They’re nigh insurmountable.

Fortunately for both Canelo and Cotto, neither of them cares a jot for the subjective hierarchies that consume an everdwindling number of impoverished wouldbe aficionados who instead came of age in the List Era . . .

We now interrupt this hopeless column to hear from Saturday’s promoter and participants:

“Miguel, you have had an illustrious career, you are one of the marquee names in Puerto Rican fight history, you have fought a number of great fighters, you are one of my favorite fighters – one of the fighters I most enjoy hearing myself talk about, a fighter I can say dynamic, crushing, extraordinary, phenomenal things about – you are a Puerto Rican and a champion, Miguel, how do you feel about our certainty you will lose to the HBO middleweight champion, a man who began his career 20 pounds heavier than you began yours, if ever you find within yourself a fraction the courage required to fight him?”

“Miguel Cotto does not care about HBO middleweight champion.”

“Canelo, when people like me think about Mexican fighters, we think of names like Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla, Salvador Sanchez, Pancho Villa, Finito Lopez, the Aztec emperor Cuauhtémoc, Julio Cesar Chavez Jr., Subcomandante Insurgente Marcos – I can go on but I won’t because what I want to know, and what I think we’ve convinced others they want us to know, is this: Do you have trouble sleeping at night when you think about agreeing in principle to fight the HBO middleweight champion within 15 days of your possible victory over Miguel Cotto?”

“No, no, para nada. Lo que los comentaristas de HBO dicen sobre su campeón no me importa. Vivo en México, y ni sé quienes son – ni quien eres tú.”

. . . when mankind’s understandable if wholly absurd desire to impose order on an unpredictable and violent world married itself to a simplified form of written expression, the list, that required no transitional sentences, no spiraling thoughts, and considerably less craft than its predecessor forms.

Saturday’s match is not likely to disappoint. Canelo is best when his adversary attacks him, and Cotto knows he is best when attacking intelligently, stepping forward in an offensive flow. What both Cotto and Coach Freddie know is that if the match becomes a contest of offensive improvisation, where each man’s conditioning allows him to engage the other intelligently and at a comfortable pace, Cotto will have more depths from which to fetch, more opponent tricks he’s solved, more tricks he’s introduced to opponents, all of it, than Canelo will have. It’s not experience’s quantity so much as its quality – the fencer’s jab Cotto used against Shane Mosley in 2007, as an example, is an offensive adaptation of which Canelo, in 47 prizefights, has yet to prove himself capable. All other likely developments favor Canelo. He is younger, bigger, more physical, and most importantly, possessed of a right uppercut onto which Cotto will almost certainly drop himself.

This match will fulfill violent expectations – with Cotto lasting slightly longer than his detractors expect but considerably shorter than his supporters hope. I’ll take Canelo, TKO-10.

Bart Barry can be reached via Twitter @bartbarry




Mayweather might be retired, but he’s still in headlines that rob Canelo-Cotto of attention

By Norm Frauenheim
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Floyd Mayweather Jr. must love all the attention he’s getting this week. He’s retired – or so he says – and yet he’s still generating the kind of controversy that would inevitably erupt during the week before one of his fights. Oscar De La Hoya and Adrien Broner have gone Ronda Rousey on him.

It’s hard to figure, other than to say it’s just another chapter in social media’s voracious need for content. Say what you want about Mayweather, but he is TBE at using and maintaining his prominence in social-media.

His mastery of all the digital platforms propelled him to the GDP-like purse he collected for the pay-per-view blockbuster in a victory over Manny Pacquiao that will be remembered more for the number of tweets than the number of punches.

Broner’s profane rant on YouTube isn’t exactly a surprise. It’s also a redundancy to use profane and rant next to Broner’s name. Sorry for that. Still, it’s almost comical to see Broner — angry at Mayweather’s criticism of his October victory over Khabib Allakhverdiev — go off on his ex-hero. Broner did everything but flush TMT T-shirts and TBE caps down the same toilet that was a receptacle for some of his cash a few years ago. Maybe, that’s the sequel.

The surprise was De La Hoya’s letter in the latest issue of Playboy. It was honest. It was forthright. It was funny. De La Hoya summed up what so many are thinking: The business is better off without Mayweather. But why now? Why publish the dismissive farewell to Mayweather at the very time De La Hoya is promoting a Canelo Alvarez-Miguel Cotto on Nov. 21 at Las Vegas’ Mandalay Bay.

De La Hoya has a fight that has the potential to say a lot more to Mayweather than any letter in Playboy could ever say. It’s a real chance for the business to get beyond the deflating hangover that still lingers from the public dismay over Mayweather-Pacquiao. Perhaps, the timing is just a result of the magazine’s publishing schedule. Deadlines can do things that writers don’t intend. It would have bee nice if De La Hoya had simply written: Mayweather? Who’s he? But that would not have been enough for Playboy, which is seeking a different kind of content these days. The magazine announced it wouldn’t publish nude photos anymore. About 10 days before Canelo-Cotto, however, I’d prefer a centerfold to De La Hoya’s letter.

Once the headlines subside, perhaps the business will be better for De La Hoya’s rhetorical swipe at his old rival. And, maybe, this is the opening salvo in a promotional rivalry that could evolve into the modern version of Bob Arum-versus-Don King. Arum-King was as entertaining and intense as anything that happened within the ring. It helped fuel the 1980s, one of the game’s best eras.

For now, however, I can only think that Mayweather has won another one. Inside and outside the ropes, he has always been able to dictate pace, style and timing. He’s doing it again. We’re talking about him when we should be talking about Canelo-Cotto.




Benavidez back in the fight to stay busy while he hopes for a shot at Crawford

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Jose Benavidez Jr. fights for titles. Fights to stay unbeaten.

Fights to stay busy, too.

He’s been pretty good at the first two, but staying busy has eluded him at an age when the young junior-welterweight needs fights like a talented student needs consistent challenges on a long lesson plan.

The 23-year-old Benavidez (23-0, 16 KOs) hopes to eliminate that problematic idle time, beginning on Dec. 12 in Tucson when he fights for only the second time since winning a controversial decision over Mauricio Herrera for a WBA interim title on Dec. 13, 2014, in Las Vegas.

“I was supposed to fight in November, but it didn’t happen,’’ Benavidez said Thursday before a Top Rank news conference in Tucson announcing a Unimas-televised card that will also feature emerging featherweight Oscar Valdez. “I was supposed to fight a couple of times.’’

Both times, Benavidez was mentioned as a possibility for Terence Crawford, the 2014 Fighter of the Year. But Crawford bypassed Benavidez, winning both — first in March over Thomas Dulorme in his 140-pound debut and then Dierry Jean in October.

Benavidez is still a possibility for Crawford. Top Rank’s Bob Arum mentioned him again during the weigh-in last
Friday for Timothy Bradley’s victory over Brandon Rios In Las Vegas.

“I’d love to fight Crawford, absolutely’’ said Benavidez, who in May scored a 12th-round stoppage of Jorge Paez Jr. in Phoenix, Benavidez’ hometown.

It looks as if Benavidez is an alternate for Crawford. Manny Pacquiao is reportedly interested in career ending fight against either Crawford or Bradley. If the Filipino opts for Bradley, Benavidez might the next man up for Crawford. Viktor Postol is another Benavidez possibility.

“Anybody, I’ll fight anybody,’’ said Benavidez, who title will not be at stake on Dec. 12 when he is scheduled to fight Brazilian Sidney Siqueira (26-10-1, 17 KOs), perhaps at a catch weight between 140 and 150 pounds.

Meanwhile, Benavidez is staying busy. He has too. Boxing is the family business. He’ll be with his brother, David, (10-0, 9 KOs), an 18-year-old light-heavyweight who fights Mexican Felipe Romero (19-9-1, 13 KOs) Saturday night on ShoBox card (Showtime 10:45 p.m. ET/PT) at Las Vegas’ Hard Rock.

“Oh, yeah, I have to be there for my brother,’’ Benavidez said. “We train together. Always have. He keeps me ready. We spar and, man, he beats the bleeping bleep out of me.’’

Nothing bleeping busier than a sibling rivalry.




Back to the Beginning: Oscar Valdez returns to his Tucson roots

By Norm Frauenheim
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Featherweight Oscar Valdez moves seamlessly between English and Spanish. He needs no interpreter for what he’s saying and what he’s doing. From amateur to pro, he understands where he’s been and where he intends to go.

Another step in that process takes place on Dec. 12 in a city he knows.

Tucson is a beginning for the two-time Mexican Olympian.

“It’s really where I began to box,’’ Valdez (17-0, 15 KOs) said Thursday before a Top Rank news conference at Tucson Community Center where he faces Filipino Ernie Sanchez on a Unimas-televised card in an arena just a few city blocks from where he went to school, Manzo Elementary “I was 8-years-old. My dad would take me to these gyms. Then, me and my friends would go to gyms around town and I’d tell them that one day I’d be a professional boxer. That’s kind of how all of this got started.’’

After grade school, Valdez moved to Nogales, a Mexican border town, and continued to work on what began in Tucson. Today, a kid’s dream is reality. It has taken Valdez, now 24, to Beijing for the 2008 Olympics and London for the 2012 Games. It has taken him from prospect to potential contender in a division as competitive as any. It has brought him back to the beginning, Tucson, where his mom, Gloria Fierro, still lives.

It looks as if the Tucson bout might be his last before he steps up to world class. His first challenge for a major title could happen in 2016. Valdez has been mentioned as a possibility for Top Rank prodigy Vasyl Lomachenko. For now, however, he’s still the student, which means another lesson plan against Sanchez (15-6-1, 6 KOs), who is from General Santos City, Manny Pacquiao’s hometown.

“Whenever Top Ranks tells me, I’ll be ready,’’ said Valdez, who lost to Lomachenko in the 2009 World Championships in Milan, Italy. “Hopefully, it will be next year.’’




Bradley, Atlas and Rios: What’s a good metaphor for embellishment?

By Bart Barry
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Saturday in a Thomas & Mack Arena that was not sold out, American welterweight Timothy “Desert Storm” Bradley and his new trainer, Teddy Atlas, combined to retire American Brandon “Bam Bam” Rios after dropping him twice, in round 9. The fight happened on HBO, a network that completed its three-year and 180-degree perspective-pivot on Bradley by celebrating Bradley’s new choice of trainer and Bradley’s new trainer with the enthusiasm of a rookie talent recruiter selling a prospect to Google.

Yes, the makeover is exaggerated, but let us play along for a couple reasons like: Tim’s a good guy, and we don’t have much of a choice because we’re going to be fed a Bradley-Atlas-union feast long after we push ourselves back from the table, hands waving in sated, otiose resistance.

If there’s a gigantic difference between the marketing of the Bradley-Atlas relationship and the Miguel Cotto-Freddie Roach relationship, it is not apparent. Both trainer narratives brought electrical charges to stalled products: Cotto, having been decisioned by Floyd Mayweather and Austin Trout, was out of the pay-per-view business unless something more than cosmetic might be done. A few more tattoos, a lot more hotpink, a goofy boy friend’s weightloss, an unknown handler from Cuba, improved English – these were insubstantial product improvements when set against knockout losses to Antonio Margarito and Manny Pacquiao and a two-fight losing streak. Enter Coach Freddie: what chemistry! what trust! what rediscovery of the left hook! my goodness!

Those enhancements, along with an opponent on the downside of a six-loss career, and the new and improved product was done with infomercials and ready to ship. Cotto then blazed through the tissuepaper of Sergio Martinez’s knee(s), became the linear middleweight champion of the world and perfected his pronunciation of an English phrase he learned early in ESL tutelage: “A-side.” (The ‘SL’ in ESL may be inaccurate, we now learn: the nurses in the Rhode Island hospital where apparently El Gran Campeón Puertorriqueño was born surely brought English to the young man’s ears early.) All the Cotto product relaunch lacked was a mandatory title defense against a hopeless opponent, a chance to remind viewers Cotto reminded them of anyone from Mike Tyson to Benny Leonard, old timers, in other words, who reminded us of the old Miguel Cotto – neither the guy who took a knee against Margarito nor the guy pulped by Pacquiao but the warrior who cracked Paulie Malignaggi’s face – and Daniel “Real Deal” Geale strode on the set in June.

That match brought the hundredth or so chance for viewers to squint for insights at a fight whose outcome not one aficionado doubted. Anymore, an engaged aficionado, an endangered mammal whose ranks continue thinning as its hungerstrikers perish from malnourishment, gets encouraged by broadcasters to watch fights the way an NFL scout investigates combines or a Major Leaguer stares at his radar gun. Since the matchmaking and broadcasting are universally ironic – in the rhetorical sense of meaning other than what they state – aficionados, uniquely endowed with the talent and opportunities for cynicism, cynically derive from results whatever they expect to see.

It would be tragic if it were not, in its way, an intriguing adaptation: As if lifelong basketball fans deprived of watching their favorite NBA teams play one another derived, instead, fantasy basketball teams assembled according to height and vertical leap and whatever glowing commentary Charles Barkley had about players, and then set these fantasy teams loose on high school playgrounds, where they regularly mauled their teenage opponents, leaving the financially interested broadcasters of these contests to say of LeBron James dunking over a 5-foot-3 schoolboy freshman, “Looking at that dominant performance by James, one immediately thinks of Dr. J in the 1983 finals against the Lakers!”

Would such a derivative league survive? Doubtlessly it would. Would it thrive? Doubtlessly it wouldn’t.

None of this describes, quite, what happened Saturday, so much as it describes what might happen in Bradley’s next match, which will not be against Canelo Alvarez, of all absurd suggestions. Bradley beat down Rios more effectively than anticipated. But here we go again: Was Bradley disproportionately improved, or was Rios, career property of promoter Top Rank and its peerless matchmaking, disproportionately spent before the bell?

A quick memory might be instructive. The first time I interviewed Bob Arum, in 2004, I asked him if Top Rank could select a prospect on one criterion alone, what that criterion would be.

“Does he dissipate between fights?” said Arum immediately.

Setting aside how much smarter that answer is than what Richard Schaefer or any of Al Haymon’s subsequent puppets might say, it underlines boldly how closely Top Rank considers its fighters between matches, which is a roundabout way of imparting how unsurprised Top Rank likely was by how helpless Brandon Rios looked Saturday. That is not an indictment of Timothy Bradley or his new trainer. It really isn’t. They prepared for a much larger version of the Brandon Rios who, in 2011, blitzed both Miguel Acosta and Urbano Antillon, surely, and Bradley did in fact look better.

It’s a partial indictment, though, of the silliness that happened during the telecast, the spiraling embellishment that seems modern broadcasting’s default reaction to the predictable unevenness of uneven contests. Couched in the false humility of the conditional tense – could it be? would it have been? were it possible . . . – the intended seeding of the idea finds its roots and caretaking in whatever follows the humblefeint, slipping right past the viewer’s lowered guard. It’s not meanspirited mischief, no, but neither is it disinterested.

Bart Barry can be reached via Twitter @bartbarry




FOLLOW BRADLEY – RIOS LIVE FROM RINGSIDE

Nov 6, 2015, Las Vegas,Nevada --- WBO Welterweight Champion Timothy "Desert Storm" Bradley Jr. and former world champion Brandon Rios weigh in for their upcoming world title fight, Saturday, Nov. 7, at the Thomas & Mack Center in Las Vegas on HBO. --- Photo Credit : Chris Farina - Top Rank (no other credit allowed) copyright 2015

Follow all the action Live as Timothy Bradley defends the WBO Welterweight title against Brandon Rios.  The action begins at 9:30 PM et / 6:30 OM PT as Vasyl Lomachenko defends the WBO Featherweight title against Romulo Koaschia–AUTOMATIC BROWSER REFRESH

12 rounds–WBO Welterweight championship–Timothy Bradley (32-1-1, 12 KO’s) vs Brandon Rios (33-2-1, 24 KO’s) 
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Bradley 10  10  10  10 10  10  10  10 80
Rios 9 9 9  9  9  9  9  9  72

Round 1 : 2 hard body shots from Bradley..Hard jab..4 left hooks…Braldey looking MUCH quicker…Big left hook from Bradley…Another hard sweeping left hook

Round 2 Rios trying to crowd Bradley..Big right from Bradley..Left from Rios..Bradley working the body..Trading shots on the ropes..Left from Rios,,,

Round 3.Left from Bradley…

Round 5 Bradley rocks Rios twice…

Round 6. Uppercut from Rios…Double left from Bradley

Round 7 Bradley sneaks in a right…Body shot from Rios..left from Bradley..double jab..

Round 8 Hard right from Bradley sets off a 5 punch combination…Good right to the body..Jab,,straight right…

Round 9 Left from Bradley..body shot..good left..Bradley hitting and moving well..Body/Head combo with the left,,…LEFT HOOK AND DOWN GOES RIOS…MORE BODY SHOTS –DOWN GOES RIOS AND THE FIGHT IS OVER

 

12-rounds WBO Featherweight totle–Vasyl Lomachenko vs Romulo Koasicha
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Lomachenko 10  10 10 10  10  10  10  10 10 90
Koasicha  9  9  9  9  9  9  9  9 9 81

Round 1 Lomachenko gets in a left..Jab  from Koasicha..right hook from Loamachenko.

Round 2 Straight left from Lomachenko..Combination from Koasicha..3 punches from Lomachenko..Hard right hook..straight left to the body…

Round 3 Lomachenko gets in a left to the body…Solid combination…Straight left snaps Koaschia’s head back..Right from Koasicha//Uppercut from Loamecnko…hard 4 punch combination..2 solid right hooks..

Round 4 Uppercut on inside from Lomachenko…Koasicha fires back with a left hook…Left uppercut from Lomachenko and another..a 3rd that was followed by a right hook..head combo..Straight left and right

Round 5 Lomachenko lands a combo on the ropes..jab..right hook..straight left…Lomachenko mocking Koasicha..Food right hook in the ropes…2 left hooks…Koasicha gets in a right…

Round 6 Right hook from Lomachenko..Right from Koasicha..Right hook from Lomachenko..Right hook and right to the body

Round 7 Lomachenko flicks the jab and comes behind with a right…ripping uppercut..Koasicha starting to swell around the right eye…Ripping left…right to head…left to bodyKoasicha lands a combo..Big left from Lomachenko..Big right hook to he head…

Round 8 Lomachenko lands a left and right hook..straight left..hard right hook..Koasicha gets in a small combination..

Round 9 Uppercut from Loamchenko..and another..Straight left,,,Koasicha lands a right..right uppercut..

Round 10 Lomachenko goes to the body…left to the body hurts Koasicha...HARD LEFT TO THE BODY AND DOWN GOES KOASICHA….HE STAYS DOWN FOR THE 10 COUNT




Atlas In His Corner: Reborn Bradley promises “a whole new animal”

By Norm Frauenhim–
Timothy Bradley
A corner is Teddy Atlas’ bully pulpit. He once sat on Michael Moorer’s stool after a round midway through a 1994 bout with Evander Holyfield. Moorer looked down at Atlas in disbelief. At the start of the next round, however, Moorer believed.

Believed enough to win a narrow decision and a heavyweight title.

The dramatic gesture is always there, an over-the-top move perhaps, yet a tactic played as well as any by Atlas. It doesn’t always work. The relationship between trainer and fighter is all about chemistry, a periodic table of personality traits and emotional elements. Sometimes, it just blows up.

Will it work between Atlas and Timothy Bradley? It’ll have to. There’s no chance to test it. Or if there was, Atlas and Bradley decided to forgo it and instead chose to march straight into harm’s way Saturday night at Las Vegas’ Thomas & Mack Center against Brandon Rios, whose stubborn pressure and relentless energy are bound to subject the new found union to stress that can break it.

Atlas and Bradley said all the right things Wednesday in a conference call before their formal arrival at The Wynn, the home casino for the HBO-televised bout (9:30 p.m. ET/PT). Atlas preached and Bradley talked with the conviction of a welterweight who has been resurrected to be better than ever.

“A whole different animal,’’ said Bradley, who about two months ago split with Joel Diaz, his only pro trainer before he called Atlas.

Bradley, always likable and credible, was convincing. But a fair judgment awaits an opening bell and that first big punch.

“He’s going to tell you after the fight,’’ Rios trainer Robert Garcia said.

The deal between Bradley and Atlas is an acknowledgement of that reality. The two have a fight-to-fight agreement. There’s nothing long-term, not for them or – for that matter – Rios, who concedes his career is at the make-or-break stage.

Betting odds suggest that Atlas and Bradley will be together for more than just one training camp. When the fight was announced, Bradley was about a 5-to-1 favorite. The guess is that his overall skill will prevail against Rios, whom Bradley calls one-dimensional.

The question, however, is whether Bradley has seen his best days. He survived Ruslan Provodnikov’s concussive punches in the 2013 Fight of the Year. But at what price? Signs of possible wear and tear were there when he got wobbled in the final seconds of a one-sided decision over Jessie Vargas in his last outing.

But was that just a careless moment or another in a long succession of big punches at the end of Bradley’s career? Undisciplined or vulnerable? From Atlas’ perspective, it’s just been matter of absorbing too many big blows.

Atlas, ever the preacher, calls them mortal sins. Too many of them, and Bradley’s money-making days will be condemned to a premature end.

“He has to quit taking those big shots, quit committing those mortal sins,’’ said Atlas, the ESPN analyst who says he agreed to work with Bradley in part because the 32-year-old welterweight still wants to learn. “We can live with the menial ones.’’




Rios Weighs In: Says he ready for Bradley after flushing two tenths to make 147

By Norm Frauenheim
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LAS VEGAS – Two tenths of a pound aren’t much, but they were enough to make a weigh-in last an hour longer than it should have Friday.

Brandon Rios stepped on the scale once, stripped off his shorts behind a strategically placed sheet and stepped on the scale again. Once, twice, shorts on, shorts off and he was still two-tenths heavier than the 147-pound mandatory for his welterweight bout Saturday night against Timothy Bradley at Thomas & Mack Center.

For the next 60 minutes, Rios found a bathroom, stood around a hallway outside of a ballroom at The Wynn and then headed back to the scale. Once, twice, shorts on, shorts off and this time the two tenths were gone, presumably flushed from the proceedings.

Actually, Rios said he could have saved everybody a lot of time had he been allowed an extra minute or two. In so many words and more than a few expletives, he said he was trying to get rid of the two-tenths when he was called off the stool and onto the scale.

“There was no drama,’’ Rios said. “I’m ready.’’

Rios’ face looked a little drawn after the weigh-in, which included Vasyl Lomachenko (4-1, 2 KOs) and Romulo Koasicha (25-4, 15 KOs) both at 125.6 pounds for a WBO featherweight title fight. He’s no stranger to off and on the scale controversies. As a lightweight, he missed weight twice. The move up to welter was supposed to make things easier.

But Rios has never been about easy.

On himself or anybody else.

With his career at a crossroads, Rios (33-2-1, 24 KOs) is expected to make things difficult for the favored Bradley (32-1-1, 12 KOs) in an HBO-televised bout (9:30 p.m. ET/PT) that was officially sanctioned as a World Boxing Organization title fight.

His tireless pressure figures to test Bradley, who was at a business-like 146 pounds. For Bradley, the bout is his first with trainer Teddy Atlas. Bradley had spent his entire pro career with Joel Diaz. They knew each other instinctively, almost like father and son. What happens when Rios lands his first big punch? How will Bradley respond to adversity when he sees a different face, Atlas instead of Diaz, in his corner?

That looms as the bout’s key question. If Bradley has the right answer, Rios will wind up flushing a lot more than just two-tenths.




Hershman, Bradley and Rios: Finally an honest prizefight

By Bart Barry–
Timothy Bradley
Saturday at UNLV’s Thomas & Mack Center, American welterweights Timothy Bradley and Brandon Rios will compete for a world title of some sort and, more importantly, for a chance to be their division’s premier b-side attraction – as friend and colleague Norm Frauenheim insightfully put it Friday. While neither guy sees himself as a gatekeeper – Bradley, in fact, has a loose argument for IBHOF induction someday – no one in the sport sees either guy as the world’s best welterweight, though, again, Bradley has a loose argument for that distinction too.

But finally, an honest prizefight. It has been that long, so long in fact this one almost misses us gazing desperately towards Canelo-Cotto while wondering how to compose a eulogy for Ken Hersman’s career at HBO. There has been, and will continue to be, a want of eulogizing for Hershman because, frankly, we’re not qualified to pen eulogies, little as most of us have minded his career at HBO. Consider this, then, an impressionistic portrait by a writer too uninterested to check dates and figures.

Hershman came to HBO sometime after Timothy Bradley and Devon Alexander made a disappointment of a match in Pontiac Silverdome, then auditioning for world’s largest empty refrigerator, a disastrous show so poorly attended the HBO broadcast trucks, like the one racing at you in those intro cartoons, parked in the middle of the floor, and even by stuffing the fight in a back corner and closingoff the mezzanine, they still couldn’t make the arena look more than 1/10 full because it wasn’t 1/15 full. Legend has it a few HBO VIPs showed up for that disaster, and after recovering from frostbite set about a plot to fire the man who lost Manny Pacquiao to Showtime for a night (the one in which Pacquiao eradicated world poverty by wearing yellow gloves, historians will recall).

Uninspired to do more than rebuild slowly and cheaply, HBO hired Showtime’s guy, who had fought a marvelous insurgency in the preceding years and made Showtime the destination network for serious fans while HBO lazily tended its starsystem. Maligned as it was by misfortune and miscreants, Hershman’s Super Six tournament was a wonderful thing whose ultimate winners, Andre Ward and Ken Hershman and Carl Froch, did quite well for themselves immediately afterwards. Froch is now retired, Hershman is about to be retired, and Ward continues a halfassed comeback from semiretirment – so nothing, as the saying goes, is permanent.

But whatever innovative spirit Hershman had at Showtime, not an innovative thing was done during his time at HBO, unless discovering Eurasia 20 years after the Soviet Union’s collapse should be called revolutionary. Hershman fired Al Haymon and his lackey Richard Schaefer and Schaefer’s spokesman, Oscar De La Hoya, in a move more memorable for spite than creativity: Hersman did not clear away dead underbrush from the calendar, allowing bold, suppressed ideas to spring forth, so much as he avenged his predecessor and sent Haymon to a much wealthier benefactor with whose capital Haymon, a vindictive pacifist, has smothered boxing to critical condition. Hershman is not to blame for Haymon’s ascent; Haymon is a force of nature, where men like Hershman, and the guy who replaced him at Showtime, are lawerly bureaucrats, not entrepreneurs.

Perhaps HBO’s culture is to blame, in part, while we’re introspecting. Fighters, not fights, drive HBO’s starsystem, a philosophy that manifests itself as a panicked paralysis whenever anointed stars like Nonito Donaire get outclassed by men whose superior skills somehow elude HBO’s staff of talentscouts and matchmakers. Whoever replaces Hershman should move first to acquire a professional matchmaker or two – boxing guys, outsiders who drink too much and dress like slobs, not television guys, not aspiring runway models, not writers-cum-publicists, not lawyers from Harvard or Yale, but men with real contacts lists, real shortnotice talent, real chemistry with prizefighters of all skill levels, and decades, not months, of experience – and enable him- or herself to dictate intelligent terms to serious outfits like Top Rank and Main Events and K2, treating them as suppliers, not partners.

There’s a shortage of talent in prizefighting at this time, and HBO’s next generation of broadcasters should realize this and not hardsell us on historic championship runs like Wladimir Klitschko’s or Gennady Golovkin’s – runs even casual fans know are meaningless. Whoever replaces Hershman, s/he should dictate terms in the negotiation, request a bold budget, request increased latitude, request a brand new team, pause to accept whatever’s offered and not act merely thrilled to be picked. A person who does this likely will find s/he doesn’t jibe with HBO’s current culture and turn down the job. A few incidents like that and perhaps the culture will see a need to change, maybe even deciding our sport is not worth the hassle that broadcasting it brings. Boxing will find a way to struggle along, regardless.

Whatever hassles soon get brought, know this: Bradley-Rios deserves your viewership. These are two honest prizefighters who are, for once, evenly matched. Neither belongs at welterweight: Bradley moved up to make more money, and Rios moved up because his offseason diet makes weighing 135 pounds or 140 impossible. Both are worn by experience, both were fed to Manny Pacquiao for different reasons, and Bradley proved to be the considerably less-digestible dish. Bradley decisioned Pacquiao, and many have not forgiven him for it, despite his acquiescent performance in their rematch. Rios lost to Pacquiao more predictably and lopsidedly than anyone save Chris Algieri. Bradley is a better athlete and a better fighter than Rios, but then, so was Mike Alvarado a better athlete and better fighter than Rios, and Rios beat him down twice.

Bradley has a new trainer, the philosopher poet Teddy Atlas, but what Bradley needed and probably still needs is a technician who tells him to lower his chin and move his head, not a motivational speaker who steels his resolve in a crisis. Bradley manages crises better than anyone currently plying the craft; he needs help navigating round them, not navigating through them.

Still, I’ll take Bradley, SD-12, in an excellent and honest prizefight.

Bart Barry can be reached via Twitter @bartbarry




Disorder to diminishing returns: Terence Crawford and boxing’s downward spiral

By Bart Barry-
Terence Crawford
Saturday in Omaha’s CenturyLink Center, in what was probably another attendance record of some prepositional sort – in October, against a French speaker, after a Texas fight, under the rules of the WBO, within the American Midwest, without a doubt, beyond expectations – Nebraska junior welterweight Terence Crawford razed Haitian-Canadian Dierry Jean in 10 rounds. Before Jean was able to retrieve his check from the scorer’s table with a shrug, talk turned to Crawford’s next opponent: Manny Pacquiao, in his first last match, in April, on pay-per-view! And the shrugging commenced.

Anybody see Terence Crawford repeating as Fighter of the Year for 2015?

They can’t all be good twelvemonths, and to be fair, the exceptionality of Crawford’s 2014 was impossible in 2015, known forevermore in boxing annals as the year 0 AH (After Haymon), but Crawford, or at least his handlers at Top Rank, the incredible shrinking promoter, might have put in an effort slightly more inspired than what 2015 shined. There was the compulsory migration to a new weightclass, junior welterweight, that might’ve impressed if Crawford’dn’t already fought a better junior welterweight, Breidis Prescott, on no notice, in 2013 (2 BH). Then there was the inexplicable University of Texas venue in Arlington, on a campus even UT alumni needed to google, and a typically tough, hopeless opponent.

Saturday’s match, an achievement-award homecoming tilt, a way for Omahans to thank a fellow Nebraskan for excelling at some sport other than football, happened against a man not even fightweek festivities bothered embellishing. He was Dierry Jean, the Haitian-born Canadian smuggled out of Montreal to rehab Lamont Peterson in 1 BH, after Lamont got spincycled by Lucas Matthysse, just before Lucas got handled by Danny Garcia. Whatever the ratings boards say of Jean, and no, I don’t care enough to check, intuition says he’s roughly half the opponent someone of Crawford’s talent and pedigree should be confronting in his third match at 140 pounds, on HBO.

So bring on the Pacman!

That’s actually an uncharacteristically interesting fight if it happens in 1 AH, which it likely will not, because honestly, how often does anything genuinely interesting still happen in our oncebeloved sport? Faded as Pacquiao is, a return to 140 pounds – where he fought only once, stiffening Ricky Hatton in 6 BH – might quicken his movements some and make a fight entertaining enough to disarm the righteous rage aficionados feel about the performance, and postfight gracelessness, Manny and Coach Freddie staged against Floyd Mayweather in May. Disarm is perhaps a verb too far: Boxing is just beginning to experience the first sensations of the injury it suffered from The Fight to Save Boxing.

If the pay-per-view numbers are to be believed, and they never ever are, Mayweather took a 90-percent haircut, Pacquiao-to-Berto, and Gennady “Our Next Superstar” Golovkin didn’t do even half Mayweather’s new number, despite allegedly breaking Madison Square Garden attendance records not even the Empire State though to track till GGG’s invasion. The official model is probably broken, and adherence to it – basic cable to premium cable to PPV – almost assuredly will frustrate any who obstinately power towards it.

Bob Arum is not to blame. His legacy as a legendary promoter is assured by the company and fighters he built and the enduring changes he wrought (how do you think boxing got off free TV in the first place?), and he’s been semiretired, anyway, since Juan Manuel Marquez dangled Manny Pacquiao between life and death in 3 BH. What has happened to Top Rank since then is a descent that now accelerates.

There’s a chance all living systems follow the same spiraling pattern, and if they don’t, certainly boxing’s television model has: Disorder –> Negative Feedback (diminishing returns) –> Order –> Positive Feedback (increasing returns) –> Disorder.

The consolidation of broadcasting from many to few imposed an orderly system for exponentially increasing the revenues generated by select men like Mike Tyson and Oscar De La Hoya and Floyd Mayweather and Manny Pacquiao. This increased revenue summoned new agents, like Al Haymon, and disproportionately empowered a few men to move the sport according to their whims. And the more whimsically they behaved, the more revenue they generated till the order disintegrated in the spectacle of a network, HBO, despite having invested extraordinary resources in the promotion of two fighters, Mayweather and Pacquiao, being powerless to make them face one another.

The Fight to Save Boxing was not the beginning of disorder so much as its highest manifestation: A match no expert believed would please its consumers found the largest paying audience assembled in our sport’s history. What 30 years of splintering titles and feuding promoters and deteriorating talent pools could not do to obliterate boxing’s fanbase – decimate, yes, but not obliterate – May 2 did in less than an hour.

Aficionados’ hostility now makes them casual fans whose indifference ensures diminishing returns for every organism in the boxing ecosystem. Opponents of the truly talented are no longer talented enough to improve them, and the truly talented’s skills subsequently erode till they bore their audiences away or lose in matchmaking mishaps. Suddenly boxing is ubiquitous on free television, the last era’s Promised Land, and yet nobody cares at all. The negative feedback has begun in earnest, and while human technology ever has an acceleratory effect on its spirals, the last cycle took decades to complete and this one is barely begun.

Prizefighting, in the sense of men paying to watch other men bludgeon one another to unconsciousness, will endure, but prizefighting, in the sense of a match generating $500 million again, is finished for years, definitely, for decades, probably, and for a lifetime, possibly.

Bart Barry can be reached via Twitter @bartbarry




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12 Rounds WBO Jr. Welterweight championship–Terence Crawford (26-0, 18 KO’s) vs Dierry Jean (29-1, 20 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Crawford*  10  10  9  10 10 10 10  9  10  TKO 88
Jean  8  9  10 9  9 9  9  10  8  81

Round 1 Hard right from Jean..Crawford switches southpaw..Crawford lands a jab and straight right..HARD RIGHT AND DOWN GOES JEAN JUST BEFORE THE BELL.

Round 2 Right hook wobbles Jean

Round 3 Good exchange with Jean trying to land the right

Round 4 Straight left from Crawford…

Round 5 Hard left from Crawford drives Jean into the corner..

Round 6 Body shot from Crawford..Right from Jean..Combination from Crawford..Right uppercut..

Round 7 Crawford lands a left…right..left and right at the bell

Round 8 Hard right from Jean..another hard right..

Round 9 Hard right to body from Crawford..Straight left buckles Jean…Left to TOP OF HEAD AND DOWN GOES JEAN..Blood from right eye of Jean

Round 10 2 right hooks to head from Crawford…hard left and right..Jean in trouble..Hard body shots..Good right from Jean..BIG LEFT AND RIGHT…JEAN FALLS INTO THE ROPES AND THE FIGHT IS STOPPED




Homeless to Unknown: This unknown Rose is fighting for a future he didn’t have

By Norm Frauenheim–
Louis Rose
He calls himself Unknown. For unknown Louis Rose, it’s a nickname and a lot more. It sums up where’s he been and maybe provides the motivation for where he hopes to go.

He used to spend his nights sleeping in an old car.

For eight months, he says, that was home.

No address there. Not much of a future, either.

But futile dreams from restless hours on an eroded front seat of a rusting car are gone.

These days, Rose is risking real dreams as a middleweight without amateur experience against plenty of tough challenges, including Friday night against unbeaten prospect and 2010 national Golden Gloves champion Rob Brant at Celebrity Theatre in Phoenix in Showtime’s ShoBox: The Next Generation (10:30 p.m. ET/PT).

The non-televised portion of the card – a Greg Cohen, Roy Jones Jr. and Iron Boy joint promotion – is scheduled to begin at 6 p.m. (PT).

Rose’s chances? Not good. In Brant, he faces a fighter with an amateur pedigree similar to that Ievgen Khytrov, a former Olympian and a Ukrainian prodigy who knocked him out in the first round of a bout in Tulsa last November.

Brant (17-0, 11 KOs) is thought to be among the best in that new generation ShoBox advertises. The 25-year-old fighter from Saint Paul, Minn., had a reported amateur record of 101-22. That means he’s well-versed in all the fundamentals, finesse and tricks.

Rose isn’t. He grew up trying to figure out where he’d find his next meal. There are some lasting lessons in learning that kind of footwork, too. Lately, Rose (13-2-1, 5 KOs) has displayed some instinctive resiliency, perhaps a byproduct of his homeless days.

He came back from the devastating loss to Khytrov with a stubborn display of athleticism. In two bouts, both in Arizona, he scored stoppages of then-unbeaten Milorad Zizic in March and Andrew Hernandez in August.

In both, he fought as if he knew what was at stake. He battled to keep an optimistic future intact, which is a long way from the dead-end he saw every time he woke up from those long nights in that old car.

Rose, 26, turned to boxing when there wasn’t much else. He didn’t know his dad. He didn’t know much about his family. One day, he walked into a Long Beach gym, looking to work off some anger. He decided he’d rather hit a bag or a sparring partner instead of an old steering wheel. That’s when he ran into Panayotis Carabatsos, a former Greek amateur and today the owner of a popular Los Angeles restaurant.

Carabatsos liked what he saw. He offered to train Rose. Eventually, the relationship grew from that of trainer and fighter. Rose moved in. He almost became a son for Carabatsos and his wife, Hanah.

Before long, Rose began to adopt some of the Greek culture. That’s evident today. His robe is split into two colors, American on one side and Greek on the other.
It is just one part of an evolving identity, which might allow him to one day become The Great Unknown.




Chaotic beauty

By Bart Barry-
Roman Gonzalez
“The only way to predict (the result) after a given number of iterations is to actually perform them. This is the ‘hell’ of chaos. There is no shortcut way to predict the future of a chaotic system. Yet it is completely deterministic. If one begins with the same growth rate and start value and does the same number of iterations, the result is always the same.” – Michael McGuire, An Eye for Fractals

Saturday in the co-main event of a Gennady Golovkin fightcard that should not have been on pay-per-view, Nicaraguan master Roman “Chocolatito” Gonzalez defeated by TKO American flyweight Brian “Hawaiian Punch” Viloria. It was, as always, an honor to watch Chocolatito.

There is a joy in seeing Roman Gonzalez ply his craft that serves as a point of personal nostalgia more than glee; it’s a reminder that brings sadness, now, of how much more we cared about prizefighting even five years ago – when there were stakes, when every match wasn’t settled in the contract, when the opening bell rang on a championship match and the promoters and matchmakers and commentators had at least a sprinkle of doubt what might transpire.

Are there upsets today? Supposedly. But they almost universally originate in acts of matchmaking incompetence, which is fairly the opposite of how one supposes they should: Neglecting his homework, a matchmaker imports an unknown commodity from afar and watches in horror as the unknown commodity exceeds expectations, and then reacts in horror as the promoter-friendly judges do not “stay bought” – in Simon Cameron’s memorable phrase. Saturday the favorites on the telecast won at least 90-percent of the rounds, and more than 95-percent of the minutes. Bereft of moments for insight, the commentating crew meandered to its likeliest spot, selfreference and salesy exuberance, violating, as it did, an olden days’ formula that goes: Wisdom = Insights / Words.

But let them not turn you against Chocolatito. Freed from the penitentiary in which Richard Schaefer and Chuck Giampa once held it, “The Ring” magazine ratings panel now recognizes Chocolatito and Andre Ward as, pound-for-pound, the world’s two best fighters, ensuring Gennady Golovkin someday will have to fulfill all those promises we used to hear about his fighting at 168 pounds, if aficionados are to recognize him as the world’s best fighter. Golovkin will not beat Ward, and it’s good to see the ratings panelists recognize that, both conditionally and historically; however many b-level, 8-1 underdogs Golovkin bionically razes, however many junior middleweights abdicate titles to avoid him, however strainedly commentary crews liken his rise to Marvelous Marvin Hagler’s or Manny Pacquiao’s, Golovkin will remain a talented athlete whose supporters looked upon an accumulation of mediocrity and called it great, sometimes absurdly, sometimes soberly, sometimes even with eyes wetted.

It does not behoove Golovkin to continue fighting immediately after Chocolatito; a better promotional programmer would separate them with some heavyweights, a cleansing of the excellence palate, as it were, to make Golovkin look more fluid and faster than he does every time he comes onstage moments after Chocolatito. It is not a talent river forded in the time it takes to sing a national anthem, even if it is America’s, a song somehow far more inflatable than any other country’s; Golovkin looks stiff after a half hour with Chocolatito, and that is not a pointed criticism of Golovkin: he’s simply outmatched the way Golovkin’s opponent was Saturday night.

David Lemieux had power, we were assured relentlessly, and that was the equalizer. In an imaginary match with Chocolatito, Golovkin, we’d be told, has immeasurable power advantages, the sound and ferocity of his punches convincing even the lamest of the laity. One-punch-knockout power, grows the canard, even as Golovkin needs hundreds more punches to stop opponents as his quality of opposition migrates north from level C. Golovkin was technically superior to Lemieux as Chocolatito is technically superior to Golovkin, who does do a number of things very, very well.

Chocolatitio does simply everything very, very well. There is a pure chaos to the combinations Chocolatito throws at an opponent; they are fully sensitive to their starting points, self-referential, and unpredictable. Because he routinely fights men who can hurt him – “every punch hurts me,” Chocolatito said after Saturday’s victory – he throws rebalancing punches more often than Golovkin does (or needs to). Chocolatito has the defensive responsibility of a young Juan Manuel Marquez and the offensive prowess of an old Juan Manuel Marquez and none of the Mexican’s deep contempt.

A perfect combination has no end point, as the old saw has it, because every punch flows frictionlessly to its counterpart: The jab positions the hips for the cross that cocks the lead shoulder for the hook that sets the back hip for an uppercut that places the lead hand for the hook that brings an overhand right that forces an up jab that positions the hips, and so forth. Chocolatito’s conditioning is right, of course, but it is famous because of the mechanical purity of his combinations and how very little energy is lost to the friction of missing and reversing and getting hit in unacceptable ways.

One such unacceptable way was the left hook Viloria landed Saturday in the match’s final round, a punch to the fabled button that frightened Chocolatito with both its instant pain and arriving consequences, and yet, what poise. Chocolatito lowered his right guard, tucked his chin and began to spin and breathe, enduring the misery long as his recovery required. Then he stopped Viloria.

We have yet to see such poise from Golovkin because we have never seen him challenged because, we’re told, he has no equal in the world, man or beast. Such claims are often made. They never survive posterity.

Bart Barry can be reached via Twitter @bartbarry




FOLLOW GOLOVKIN – LEMIEUX LIVE FROM RINGSIDE

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Follow all the action as Gennaady Golovkin takes on David Lemieix battle for the WBA/WBC Interim and IBF Middleweight titles.  The action kicks off at 9 PM ET / 6 PM PT with a 3 fight undercard featuring Roman Gonzalez defending the WBC Flyweight title against Brian Viloria; Luis Ortiz and Matias Vidondo for the WBA Interim Heavyweight title as well as Taureano Johnson taking on Eamonn O’Kane in an IBF Middleweight elimination bout.

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12 Rounds WBA/WBC Interim/IBF Middleweight titles–Gennady Golovkin (33-0, 30 KO’s) vs David Lemieux (34-2, 31 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Golovkin  10 10  10 10 10  10 10  70
Lemieux 9  9  9  9 8 9  9 62

Round 1 Golovkin controlling with the jab..Hard right over the top..

Round 2 Hard left hook and right from GGG….Right..Hard jab..Big right…Hard combination staggers Lemieux..

Round 3 GGG lands a jab..Right from Lemieux..Bg left hook from GGG…Body head combo..

Round 4 Double jab from Lemieux…Huge left from GGG rocks Lemieux…Big flurry on the ropes..

round 5  Lemieux lands a nice combo…BIG RIGHT AND DOWN GOES LEMIUEX

Round 6 Hard right from GGG..Left hook from Lemiuex…GGG landing some hard power shots…Big left from Lenieux…GGG lands an uppercut

Round 7 Lemieux face becoming bloody..Doctor checking bloody nose..2 hard rights from GGG…he is dominating

Round 8 Hard left to the bODY RIGHT TO THE HEAD…2 MORE PUNCHES AND THE FIGHT IS STOPPED…TKO FOR GENNADY GOLOVKIN

12-rounds–WBC Flyweight title–Roman Gonzalez (43-0, 37 KO’s) vs Brian Viloria (36-4, 22 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Gonzalez  10 9  10 10  10  10 10 9  78
Viloria 9 10  8  9  9 9 9 10 73

Round 1 Right from Viloria…uppercut from Gonzalez..Right from Viloria..Hard uppercut and right from Gonzalez

Round 2 Right to body from Viloria..Left to body from Gonzalez…Uppercut from Viloria..Double left hook

Round 3 COUNTER RIGHT AND DOWN GOES VILORIA..Wicked 5 punch combo…4 more shots to the head..2 left to the body from Viloria…4 hard shots rock Viloria..

Round 4 Good right from Viloria…Hard straight from Gonzalez..5 punch combination..Viloria answers with combo…Trading left hooks

Round 5 Right from Gonzalez…Right over the top..Right inside..left to body from Viloria…Left from Gonzalez…Viloria working body..Right from Gonzalez

Round 6 Right from Gonzalez..right to body from Viloria..Body shot…Gonzalez nice body head combo..uppercuts on the inside…3 more flush uppercuts..

Round 7 bodyshot/uppercut combo from Gonzalez..right over the top 3 more rights..

Round 8 Right to body from Viloria..2 left hooks..hard uppercut on inside from Gonzalez..Viloria’s face is swelling bad..2 lefts and right…Viloria backpeddling…Nice 3 punch combo from Viloria..

Round 9 Left to body from Viloria..3 rights to th head from Gonzalez..Body combo THAT SETS OFF A BIG FLURRY ON THE ROPES AND THE FIGHT IS STOPPED…TKO GONZALEZ

12 Rounds–WBA Interim Heavyweight Title–Luis Ortiz (22-0, 19 KO’s) vs Matias Ariel Vidondo (20-1-1, 18 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Ortiz 10  10  ko  20
Vidondo 9  8  17

Round 1 Ortiz stalkin

Round 2 BIG LEFT AND DOWN GOES VIDONDO

ROUND 3 HARD LEFT AND DOWN GOES VIDONDO FACE FIRST AND THE FIGHT IS OVER

12 Rounds–IBF Middleweight Eliminator–Taureano Johnson (18-1, 13 KO’s) vs Eamonn O’Kane (14-1-1, 5 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Johnson 10  10 10 10  9  10  10 10 10  10 9  9 117
O’Kane 7 9 9 9  10  9 9  9 10  9  10  10 110

Round 1 Fight starts in close..Johnson lands to the body..Hard left buckles O’Kane..DOUBLE RIGHT HOOK AND DOWN GOES O’Kane..aNOTHER RIGHT HOOK AND DOWN GOES O’KANE…

ROUND 2 Johnson rips O’Kane with 3 hard rights…Inside left..2 chopping rights….right

Round 3 Left from O’Kane..right from Johnson..Hard left from O’Kane..Combo to the head…trading rights…Left to body from Johnson…Hard uppercut from Johnson…Double right from Johnson..left to body…solid right

Round 4 Left to the body from Johnson…straight left..double right from Johnson..Uppercut…

Round 5 3 punch comb from O’Kane..right to the body

Round 6 Right from O’Kane..O’Kane trying to work inside…uppercut and left from Johnson..Body shot

Round 7 Johnson rocks O’Kane with several rights

Round 8 Right from O’Kane..O’Kane bleeding from the forehead…

Round 9 Left from Johnson..O’Kane lands 2 shots…Right from Johnson

Round 10 Right from Johnson

Round 11 3 rights from O’Kane…

Round 12 O’Kane pressing…right from O’Kane…

Johnson wins 119-107, 118-108 and 117-109

 

 




Follow Kono-Kameda; Fonfara – Cleverly LIVE round by round

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Follow all the action as Light Heavyweights Nathan Cleverly and Andrzej Fonfara engage in a 12-round Bout.  The action kicks off at 9 PM ET with a WBA Super Flyweight title bout between Kohei Kono and Koki Kameda

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12 Rounds Light Heavyweights–Andrzej Fonfara (27-3, 16 KO’s) vs Nathan Cleverly (29-2, 15 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Fonfara 9  9  10 10  9  9 10 10  9  10 10 9 114
Cleverly 10  10  10 10 10 10 9 9  10  9  9 10 117

Round 1 Fonfara starting fast..Good combination from Cleverly..Uppercut snaps back Fonfara’s head..

Round 2 Nice combination from Cleverly..Uppercut..combination..Combiation..

Round 3 Great action on the inside

Round 4 Nice uppercut from Cleverly…Little right from Fonfara..

Round 5 Good right from Cleverly..

Round 6 Nice left from Cleverly..Body shot and left hook..Fonfara lands 2 big shots at the bell

Round 7 Fonfara lands an uppercut..Cleverly bleeding from the nose..

Round 8 Fonfara landing heavy shots

Round 9 Cleverly lands 8 in a row

Round 10 The fighters have broken the compubox record for Punches landed and thrown for a Light heavyweight bout

Round 11 

Round 12 Big right from Cleverly

115-113, 116-112 twice for Fonfara

RECORD BREAKING PUNCH STATS

474- 1413 for Fonfara; Cleverly was   462- 1111

12-rounds WBA Super Flyweight Title–Kohei Kono (30-8-1, 13 KO’s) vs Koki Kameda (33-1, 18 KO’s)
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL
Kono 10  10 10  10  9  10 10  10 8  10  10 10 117
Kameda 10  8 8  9  10  9  9  9  10  10  9  9 110

Round 1

Round 2 Left from Kameda..Kono seems hurt..Kono takes a knee from a low blow..BIG RIGHT AND DOWN GOES KAMEDA…

Round 3 KamedA DEDUCTED A POINT FOR  LOW BLOWS.  KAMEDA DEDUCTED ANOTHER POINT FOR A LOW BLOW

Round 4 Rights from Kono

Round 5 Flurry from Kameda..Left

Round 6 Kono lands Insert shortcodea hard right

Round 7 Kameda is cut on the right eyelid..

Round 8 Kono lands a couple of rights and an uppercut

Round 9 KONO deducted a point for holding Kameda’s head down.  Big right from Kono

Round 10 Trading combinations on the inside

Round 11 Right drives Kameda back

Round 12 Kono lands 2 rights..

115-109, 116-108, 113-111 for KONO

Kono landed 362-1039 punches; Kameda    317-769

 

 
ROUND 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 TOTAL

 

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Carbajal to Gonzalez: The flyweights continue to evolve

By Norm Frauenheim–
Roman Gonzalez
Roman Gonzalez and Michael Carbajal are separated by twenty years and linked by history.

Saturday that link between two fighters from different generations will come to a rare crossroads, a coincidence, yet still a significant snapshot about where boxing has been and where it’s going.

Gonzalez represents the fulfillment of what Carbajal began. In 1993, Carbajal introduced the possibility that flyweights can be a big part of the business. That’s when the Phoenix Hall of Famer was No. 4 in The Ring’s pound-for-pound ratings, then the highest ever for a fighter in the lightest divisions.

More than two decades later, Gonzalez has a chance to connect the dots — complete what Carbajal started — at New York’s Madison Square Garden against Brian Viloria Saturday on an HBO pay-per-view card (6 p.m. PT/9 p.m. ET) that includes middleweight Gennady Golovkin-versus David Lemieux.

The 28-year-old Gonzalez, an unbeaten Nicaraguan (43-0, 37 KOs) goes into the compelling bout ranked No. 1 by The Ring and other media, including ESPN.

“He should be No. 1,’’ Carbajal, now 48, said. “He deserves to be there.’’

Ironically, yet somehow appropriately, Carbajal won’t get a chance to see the bout live. He’s busy.

At about the time Gonzalez climbs through the ropes for his bout Saturday night with Viloria (36-4, 22 KOs), Carbajal will be working a corner for Johnny Tijerina in a featherweight debut at Celebrity Theatre near downtown Phoenix on a UniMas-televised card featuring Las Vegas super-bantamweight Jessie Magadaleno (21-0, 15 KOs) against Filipino Vergel Nebran (14-9-1, 9 KOs).

On both sides of the ropes, business just wouldn’t be the same anymore without the little guys.

Carbajal, the current trainer, has a key question about Gonzalez, one shared by many.

“What happens when his chin gets tested by some real power?’’ he asks.

Nobody really knows, simply because Gonzalez has been so dominant. Against Viloria, there’s a pretty good chance at an answer.

Although he’s been erratic throughout his career, Viloria, a Filipino-American from Hawaii, possesses proven power. If optimistic reports from his training camp are accurate, he intends to target that untested chin early and often. That, of course, raises a couple of other questions.
To wit:
· Will Viloria be able to land a big blow against the skilled Nicaraguan?

· In setting up a big punch, there’s a good chance Viloria leaves himself open to Gonzalez’ own brand of lethal power. Can he withstand a big Gonzalez counter?

In Roman Gonzalez, Hall of Fame manager and advisor Rafael Mendoza of Guadalajara sees some of Carbajal and some of Carbajal’s great rival, Humberto “Chiquita” Gonzalez. Carbajal and Chiquita collected purses still unequalled in the flyweight divisions with a memorable trilogy.

“Roman is not as fast as Carbajal, but he has some of that speed and some of the quickness,’’ Mendoza said. “He is not as powerful as Chiquita, but he has some of that power. He’s kind of a mix of both.’’

Perhaps a historical mix, potent enough to make him the pound-for-pound No. 1 and keep him there.




Devon Alexander hopes to put some fun back into his career

By Norm Frauenheim-
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GLENDALE, Ariz. – Devon Alexander promises speed, quickness and some new found power.

Mostly, he promises to have fun.

It’s the fun, he says, that has gone missing in the latter stages of a career that includes world titles at 140 and 147 pounds.

“I’m going to be loose, quick and with just enough power, and I’ll be that guy who boxes because he loves it,’’ said Alexander (26-3, 14 KOs), who was at 146.9 pounds Tuesday for an ESPN-televised welterweight bout against Aron Martinez on a Premier Boxing Champions card (6 p.m. PT/9 p.m. ET) at Gila River Arena.

Martinez weighed 147.1 pounds. In a bout for the IBF’s featherweight title, champion Lee Selby was 125.8 pounds and Fernando Montiel 125.6.

Alexander said he has re-discovered that love for his craft during some difficult soul-searching in the 10 months since his last bout, a spirit-crushing loss to Amir Khan.

The Martinez bout, Alexander says, represents the first step in his fight to get back into the elite mix.

“I don’t want to be remembered as a guy who should have been better,’’ Alexander said. “I believe in my skills. When they’re right, nobody can beat me.’’

But a confident Martinez (19-4-1, 4 KOs) believes he can force Alexander into another sober re-evaluation of his career. Martinez, a Mexican living and training in Los Angeles, foresees an upset of Alexander. He says he will accomplish what was denied him against Robert Guerrero. Martinez lost a debatable split decision to Guerrero in June.

“Everybody I talk to tells me I beat Robert Guerrero,’’ Martinez said. “I knocked him down. I’ve got power that people underestimate.’’

But Alexander says Martinez doesn’t have enough to beat him.

“His Plan A won’t work,’’ Alexander said. “He’ll go to Plan B and then Plan C. They won’t work either.’’




Selby ready to introduce himself to U.S. market against Montiel

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PHOENIX, Ariz. – Lee Selby isn’t shy about where he thinks he belongs on the Premier Boxing Champions long list of talented featherweights.

He raises the index finger on his potent right hand when asked how he would rank himself in a deep pool that includes Leo Santa Cruz, Abner Mares and Carl Frampton.

But the confident gesture is more of a prediction than a current assessment.

“Numero Uno,’’ the Wales fighter said, joking in a UK accent after a brief workout at Central Boxing before his Wednesday bout with Fernando Montiel at Gila River Arena in Glendale, Ariz. “See, I’m learning my Spanish, too.

“I rank myself amongst them. They are the fights I want to be in. I want to be in the big fights, see how good I am.’’

For now, the Wales fighter and IBF champion is just trying to introduce himself to the American market against the experienced and well-traveled Montiel of Mexico on an ESPN-televised card (6 p.m.PT/9pm ET) featuring former welterweight champion Devon Alexander (26-3, 14 KOs) against Aron Martinez (19-4-1, 4 KOs).

The weigh-in is scheduled for Tuesday at 2 p.m. (PT) at Gila River Arena.. It’s open to the public.

“I myself chose a formidable foe, a former three-weight world champion,’’ said Selby, who will defend the title
he won in a technical decision over Evgeny Gradovich last May in London. “If I beat a guy like him, look good on free television, it should change my profile overnight.’’

A profile, perhaps, that could lead to a bout with Santa Cruz, who put himself at the head of Al Haymon ‘s126-pound class with a dramatic decision over Mares at Los Angeles’ Staples Center on August 29.

“At the moment, my name, my profile, is not big in America, if at all’’ said Selby, who trained for his U.S. debut in Los Angeles. “So, I have a lot work to do on that. A lot of it depends on who the opponent is. But the fights are on free TV. Everybody gets to see me. It’s not like pay-per-view. So, if I look good, it could happen fairly rapidly.’’




Promotional marching from GGG to TBE

By Bart Barry
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I didn’t get through the first five minutes of “Face Off: Golovkin / Lemieux.” It’s not because the format is awful, though it is, and it’s not because all five characters are dull, though they are, but because the language barrier, this time, made the willfulness of HBO’s promotional lugging too much to watch comfortably. Everyone was there to satisfy a contractual obligation to market Gennady Golovkin, and they performed it with all the inspiration of a salaried sales staff chorus-chanting “this product sells itself” for 12 minutes.

It was a now-standard part of prefight festivities, and the fight getting previewed by commentator Max Kellerman was Saturday’s title match between “two middleweight destroyers” – Kazakhstan’s Gennady “GGG” Golovkin and David “The Dangerous, Rising, Action Star out of Canada” Lemieux.

A professional writer should be persuasive, and since most contemporary sportsfans are persuaded by yelling, either indignant vibration or vindicated combustion, it behooves someone writing a column like this to be convicted, and if not to be convicted, to fake conviction (with adverbs). This column will fail, then, by that standard; you, dear reader, are paying for certainty, but this column, for once, will give you exactly what you paid for.

I remain unconvinced by the Golovkin opus, and it is an opus, a model harmony of moving and generally selfinterested pieces – fighter, trainer, promoter, publicist, network – conjuring from superficially hopeless materials a pay-per-view concert in Madison Square Garden. A man born to America’s sworn enemy, learning nearly no English during his extended residence in the United States, beginning his title reign five years too old to achieve a Top 50 consideration, and having fought not one all-time-good fighter during his middleweight reign, will be fighting on pay-HBO an opponent dismissed by aficionados four years ago, after getting washed-and-worn by Marco Antonio Rubio (yes, the same) and decisioned by someone named Joachim Alcine (the only win for Alcine during an eight-match downward swirl).

I’ll be damned if it doesn’t feel good to see someone who looks like me finally winning a fight, though!

That is likely the reason the rules of ascent are suspended for Golovkin by normally sober people. From the earliest moments of Golovkin’s rise, this has felt especially manufactured to me. My first Golovkin experience happened three Junes ago in Las Vegas at a media breakfast the morning before Timothy Bradley decisioned Manny Pacquiao. A goodish number of us gathered at Wolfgang Puck’s, and the excellent publicist Bernie Bahrmasel was our host – and I mention Bernie by name because only Golovkin himself has done more for Golovkin’s career.

I knew nothing about Golovkin but was ringside when Golovkin’s HBO-debut opponent, “Disappeared” Dmitry Pirog, put in some miraculous 2010 work on a guy named Danny Jacobs (yes, the same), and I respected the opinions of the other writers gathered at the breakfast tables, and I was hungry. Golovkin did not speak nine English words that morning – his trainer, Abel Sanchez, fed him some answers and then began to answer questions himself, and then the delightful Rick Reeno suddenly burst in as a Russian interpreter – and yet, veteran writers, excellent craftsmen whose words you’ve read and admired, performed genuine acts of inquiry on Golovkin. I left early and on my way out said to a man whose perspective I admire, “That may be the dumbest thing I’ve yet seen.”

“What? No,” went his reply, “I think Golovkin’s for real.”

It was a reply heard from a lot of guys back in the media room, and I began to think: Pre-work was done here.

It’s late 2015, now, and I wish more than anything about Golovkin’s ascent that he’d had the chance to fight Pirog. I have no idea how the match might have gone had Pirog not withdrawn with a back injury that apparently never healed, but it would have introduced me to Golovkin the way a fighter should be introduced. Instead, Golovkin went right through a shortnotice nobody from Poland, Grzegorz Proska, yanking the chain of his own 1-3 swirl unto retirement, and the fuse was lighted on a giant stick of hyperbole. Months later, Golovkin, at age 29, became a young Mike Tyson by stopping a 21-5 junior middleweight, on the first flush of his own 0-5 swirl, and the Golovkin myth became a mania. Rumors of gym-war feats began to materialize, and by the time Juan Manuel Marquez spearchiseled Manny Pacquiao that December, the name Golovkin was being intoned in Las Vegas fight conversations like Batman at Comic Con.

And of course, nobody had the balls to fight Golovkin, boxing’s most feared fighter, except men of historic courage like Osumanu Adama and Daniel Geale and Willie Monroe Jr.

Golovkin, a pleasant guy and excellent technician, has done nothing in a prizefight that aesthetically justifies a pay-per-view appearance against anyone less than Andre Ward, and David Lemieux is way less than Ward, but pay-per-view is where he’ll be Saturday because, we’ll be told, it’s what the market will bear, because we seem not to have learned a thing by watching Al Haymon use market dynamics to decimate our beloved sport in 2015. The number is fixed, 300,000 buys establishes Golovkin as a superstar, and 300,000 buys will be got if Time Warner Cable itself has to make the purchases.

The most any aficionado can hope from Golovkin-Lemieux is a moment or two examining enough to teach us something we don’t know already about Golovkin – perhaps his recent defensive lapses were not choreographed as they say; maybe a man who needed a half hour to stop Martin Murray actually does not hit harder than Sonny Liston – and that is all. David Lemieux is a b-level talent even in this risible era, and Golovkin’s chloroforming him will argue greatness no more loudly than Floyd Mayweather’s decisioning Robert Guerrero did.

TBE, GGG – I guess it’s all marketing to me.

Bart Barry can be reached via Twitter @bartbarry




Devon Alexander, Lee Selby top PBC card in AZ’s biggest show since Chavez loss in 2005

By Norm Frauenheim-
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Arizona’s dramatic, often controversial and thoroughly unpredictable boxing market is back and open for business Wednesday with a Premier Boxing Champions (PBC) card at Glendale’s Gila River Arena that is the biggest in the state since Julio Cesar Chavez’ career ended in a 2005 loss to an Omaha car salesman.

Chavez’ experience in Arizona doesn’t sum up the state’s boxing history. Nothing really could. But Chavez, the greatest champion in a long line of Mexican legends, is a good sign that – from A to Z – most anything can happen and often does. Chavez won everywhere but AZ.

He was 0-2 in the state, losing a sixth-round TKO to Kostya Tszyu in 2000 and retiring for good on the stool after five rounds against Grover Wiley in 2005.

Then, there’s Tzsyu, who beat Sharmba Mitchell in a third-round stoppage in 2004 at the same Glendale arena in what was then seen as a potential steppingstone to a big-money bout with Oscar De La Hoya. In his next fight, Tszyu lost a 2005 stunner to Ricky Hatton in Manchester, England. Tszyu never fought again. Who knew?

Strange things happen in AZ.

Good things, too.

Home grown junior-flyweight Michael Carbajal, a forerunner to current flyweight and pound-for- king Roman Gonzalez, came off some of Phoenix’s toughest streets and fought his way into the Hall of Fame during the 1990s. Late legend Salvador Sanchez, boxing’s version of James Dean, won his first major title at old Veterans Memorial Coliseum in downtown Phoenix, scoring a 13th-round stoppage of Danny Lopez in February 1980 for the WBC version of the featherweight crown.

It’s the good that Devon Alexander (26-3, 14 KOs), a welterweight from St. Louis, seeks Wednesday in the ESPN-televised main event (6 pm. PT/9 p.m. ET) at the NHL arena next door to the Arizona Cardinals stadium.

It’s a chance for Alexander, a former champ at 147 and 140 pounds, to get his career back on track since a loss last December to Amir Khan. But it doesn’t look as if that will be as easy as it might appear. His opponent, Aaron Martinez (19-4-1, 4 KOs) of Los Angeles has lost his last two, but there’s a good argument he got robbed in split decision loss to the accomplished Robert Guerrero in June.

In another televised bout, IBF featherweight champ Lee Selby (21-1, 8 KOs) of Wales makes his U.S. debut against Mexican technician Fernando Montiel (54-4-2, 39 KOs). Montiel’s resume makes him an intriguing opponent for Selby, who joins Leo Santa Cruz, Abner Mares and Carl Frampton on Al Haymon’s featherweight roster. Nonito Donaire launched his career, putting himself into the pound-for-pound conversation with a sensational stoppage of Montiel in 2011.

The PBC undercard, a joint promotion with Phoenix-based Ring Pros, includes Ukranian lightweight prospect Ivan Redkach (18-1, 14 KOs) against Mexican Erick Martinez (11-2-1, 5 KOs). The non-televised part of the card is scheduled to begin at 3 p.m.

The PBC show is the first of three televised cards in AZ during the next two-and-a-half weeks.

On Oct. 17, Top Rank and Phoenix-based Iron Boy will co-promote a UniMas show at Celebrity Theatre in Phoenix featuring Las Vegas featherweight Jessie Magdaleno (21-0, 15 KOs) against Filipino Vergel Nebran (14-9-1, 9 KOs).

The following Friday (Oct. 23) also at Celebrity, Iron Boy and Roy Jones Jr. will co-promote a Sho-Box-televised card featuring unbeaten Minnesota middleweight Rob Brant (17-0, 11 KOs) against Louis Rose (13-2-1, 5 KOs), of Lynwood, Calif.