
OVER these past couple of weeks the good, the bad and the ugly of boxing has been on display as never before in such technicolour detail.
The good was provided by the much anticipated welterweight undisputed clash between Terence Crawford and Errol Spence at the Fortress in Las Vegas on July 29. Both fighters climbed into the ring as products of the kind of adversity you would instantly associate with a cliched Rocky script.
From the unforgiving streets of Omaha, Nebraska, Crawford is a man who survived being shot in the head one night in 2008 while sitting in his car counting the cash he’d just won from shooting dice under a street lamp. The guy who shot him was a sore loser, clearly, yet as Crawford later tells it: “It was my own fault. I should’ve taken the money and gotten out of there, instead of waiting to count it in the car.”

In recently published book Baddest Man, Mark Kriegel revisits the Faustian pact at the heart of Mike Tyson’s rise and the emotional fallout that followed, writes JOHN WIGHT

As we mark the anniversaries of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings, JOHN WIGHT reflects on the enormity of the US decision to drop the atom bombs

From humble beginnings to becoming the undisputed super lightweight champion of the world, Josh Taylor’s career was marked by fire, ferocity, and national pride, writes JOHN WIGHT

Mary Kom’s fists made history in the boxing world. Malak Mesleh’s never got the chance. One story ends in glory, the other in grief — but both highlight the defiance of women who dare to fight, writes JOHN WIGHT