“Klitschko V Fury. Must know your thoughts.”

-Armando Williams

Well, Armando, the tragic thing about this, is that just as I got the knack for spelling the last name of Doctor Steel Hammer, with its five consecutive consonants, he has been dethroned. On the upside, it will be pretty difficult for me to misspell Tyson Fury.

Thanks for the heads up—I did not even know they fought, as my fight fan buddy, Ajay, has evacuated Baltimore in the vanguard of the other ten thousand homeowners that are fleeing Harm City in the wake of our recent unrest.

Before I view the fight and update this article, the bones of which is being posted now for the reader so you can enjoy the fight this Sunday as I try and catch up on other writing responsibilities, is that Klitschko has a lot of miles on him. He looks beautiful, but had slipped a notch in his last fight, was always prone to the muscle man’s fatigue demon, and has reigned for nearly as long as Joe Louis. His time has passed. This happens to fighters, who, even though they can feel in their bones that they are past their best days, are still able to keep lesser men at bay. But when another man of their class rises, still in his prime, to challenge him, that is when the death-knell tolls.

Armando, non-fighters will point to the fall of Klitschko and tell you, perhaps, that fighting is pointless, that if he can lose, you can lose, and will.

Do not listen to them. This is the sheep telling the dog that he should join their wretched kind rather than face the wolf. The average American primate live stock will look at anybody who is undefeated as a loser, even Klitschko, who is one of the greatest heavyweights of all time. Losing to Fury does not diminish him anymore than losing to Achilles stripped Hector of his honor. That’s just the take you will get from those who are not man enough to step between the ropes, who want to keep you from stepping into the ring and reminding them that they are just sheep.

By Sunday evening I should post my analysis in the space below.

And now, for the second tragedy, HBO asserted their copyright to the fight and I cannot view it. When it finally gets cleared for YouTube I'll get to it, and post a analysis.

My guess is, that Klitschko's dependence on his right hand, and his tendency not to throw a cleanup jab behind it, opened him up to counters from Fury, who has some wicked infighting skill for a man of that size.

For now, keep training, study what both of these guys did right, and use those examples to build a better You—and finish your combinations with a jab!