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Collins2000 wrote:Brocky, if you think the 12 rounds that Tyson went with Boneclutcher were 'hard', I suggest you sit down with your Dad and have him take you through what is actually happening.



Here's a review of that joke of a fight:

Las Vegas, Nevada. 7 March 1987. In a ring still stained with blood from the desperately fought heavyweight match that preceded it, Mike Tyson, World Boxing Council champion, at twenty the youngest heavyweight titleholder in boxing history, brings the fight for unification of the title to James "Bonecrusher" Smith, World Boxing Association champion, at thirty-three an aging athlete, and, yet more telling, the only heavyweight titleholder in boxing history to have graduated from college—but Smith will have none of it. He clinches, he backs away, he walks away, he clinches again, hugging his frustrated and increasingly infuriated opponent like a drowning man hugging something—anything—that floats. Referee Mills Lane calls "Break!" repeatedly during the twelve long rounds of this very long fight but Smith seems not to hear; or, hearing, will not obey. For the most part his expression is blank, with the blankness of fear, a stark unmitigated fear without shame, yet shameful to witness. "Fight!" the crowd shouts. "Do something!" In the ringside seats close by me Smith's fellow boxers Trevor Berbick (former WBC heavyweight champion) and Edwin Rosario (WBA lightweight champion) are particularly vocal, as if in an agony of professional discomfort. For it seems that the superbly conditioned Smith, who had performed so dramatically only three months ago in Madison Square Garden, knocking out Tim Witherspoon in the first round of his WBA title defense, is now, suddenly, not a boxer: though in that elevated and garishly spotlighted ring with another man, contracted for $1 million to fight him, performing in front of a crowd of some 13,600 people in the Hilton's newly erected outdoor stadium, and how many millions of television viewers, he cannot or will not fight. His instinct is merely to survive to get through twelve rounds with no injuries more serious than a bleeding left eye and a bad swelling on the right side of his face; and to go back, professionally disgraced, to his wife, family, and plans for the future ("Being a champion opens lots of doors—I'd like to get a real estate license, maybe sell insurance") in Magnolia, North Carolina.

BrocktonBlockbuster49 wrote:

Collins2000 wrote:Brocky, if you think the 12 rounds that Tyson went with Boneclutcher were 'hard', I suggest you sit down with your Dad and have him take you through what is actually happening.



Here's a review of that joke of a fight:

Las Vegas, Nevada. 7 March 1987. In a ring still stained with blood from the desperately fought heavyweight match that preceded it, Mike Tyson, World Boxing Council champion, at twenty the youngest heavyweight titleholder in boxing history, brings the fight for unification of the title to James "Bonecrusher" Smith, World Boxing Association champion, at thirty-three an aging athlete, and, yet more telling, the only heavyweight titleholder in boxing history to have graduated from college—but Smith will have none of it. He clinches, he backs away, he walks away, he clinches again, hugging his frustrated and increasingly infuriated opponent like a drowning man hugging something—anything—that floats. Referee Mills Lane calls "Break!" repeatedly during the twelve long rounds of this very long fight but Smith seems not to hear; or, hearing, will not obey. For the most part his expression is blank, with the blankness of fear, a stark unmitigated fear without shame, yet shameful to witness. "Fight!" the crowd shouts. "Do something!" In the ringside seats close by me Smith's fellow boxers Trevor Berbick (former WBC heavyweight champion) and Edwin Rosario (WBA lightweight champion) are particularly vocal, as if in an agony of professional discomfort. For it seems that the superbly conditioned Smith, who had performed so dramatically only three months ago in Madison Square Garden, knocking out Tim Witherspoon in the first round of his WBA title defense, is now, suddenly, not a boxer: though in that elevated and garishly spotlighted ring with another man, contracted for $1 million to fight him, performing in front of a crowd of some 13,600 people in the Hilton's newly erected outdoor stadium, and how many millions of television viewers, he cannot or will not fight. His instinct is merely to survive to get through twelve rounds with no injuries more serious than a bleeding left eye and a bad swelling on the right side of his face; and to go back, professionally disgraced, to his wife, family, and plans for the future ("Being a champion opens lots of doors—I'd like to get a real estate license, maybe sell insurance") in Magnolia, North Carolina.

well i if i did say it, i didnt mean to because tyson defintley did not go 12 hard rounds with bonecrusher. tyson came to fight but bonecrusher came to survive. what was supposed to be a "dempsey firpo" match turned into a boneclutcher fest. still tyson deserves credit for shutting out bonecrusher winning every round.

however, tyson and ruddock fights, though not gruelling were competitive hard 12 rounders where clearly ruddock and tucker came to fight unlike bonecrusher.


the word "hard pace" in my sense does not mean fraizer-ali. thats gruelling. "hard pace " in my sense means a competive fight where both men came to fight and did there best and got in some good licks.


tyson clearly dominated tucker and douglas, but he still went at a "hard pace" for 12 rounds.

barry wrote:>>>Who did Tyson go 12 hard rounds with in his prime?<<<<


Who did Foreman go 12 hard rounds with in his prime?

barry wrote:Still crying about last week aren't you? Really eats at you doesn't it, that's pretty obvious to all of us!

BrocktonBlockbuster49 wrote:tyson never had a gruelling fight, but he certainly went 12 competive rounds with razor ruddock at a good pace

barry wrote:>>>Foreman came from behind more than once both in life and in some fights.<<<

But he was never in a grueling, long distance fight either! In his prime he came back from the Lyle fight, which was a real life and death struggle, but Lyle is nowhere near what Tyson was!

>>>Once Tyson was down....he dogged out.<<<

Well that was not until he was so past his prime that he should not be any where near a ring! Tyson never dogged out in his prime and a young Tyson took a punch better than a young Foreman did!


Foreman would come in with those wide, mummy-like rights and Tyson would be inside landing his brutal hooks and uppercuts before Foreman could get anything done. Foreman needed room to punch, and he needed a lot of room to punch effectively, which he most certainly would not get with Tyson. The old Foreman knew how to work his jab, but the young Foreman was no where near as wise and people cannot have the best of both worlds when trying to make the argument. Prime Foreman was undisciplined and tired very easy and if he did not knock his opponent out early then he looked terrible, well maybe not terrible, but very far from impressive and the fact that he had such difficulty with small, faster heavyweights like Peralta and Jimmy Young, well someone as quick as Tyson would be all over him, but the difference between Peralta, Young and Tyson is that Tyson could take a guys head off. Tyson just had too many advantages over Foreman and unless Foreman scored a quick early knockout, then he would have been taken apart by Tyson!

barry wrote:Foreman would come in with those wide, mummy-like rights and Tyson would be inside landing his brutal hooks and uppercuts before Foreman could get anything done. Foreman needed room to punch, and he needed a lot of room to punch effectively, which he most certainly would not get with Tyson.

Decagon wrote:

barry wrote:There's a big, big difference between Tyson and Frazier

Yeah. No quit in Frazier. He never molested an 11-year-old, or bit an opponent's ear off.

barry wrote:That sounds about right BB...glad you mentioned things that actually were about what mattered in the ring and not outside of it!