SCOUR the annals of heavyweight boxing since Mike Tyson departed the sport and you’ll be hard pressed to find a fight with a backstory as compelling as the one accompanying the championship contest between former lineal champion Tyson Fury and current WBC champion Deontay Wilder, scheduled for 12 rounds at the Staple Centre in downtown Los Angeles tonight.
Fury, as anyone who’s maintained even a casual interest in the sport in recent years knows, is not a fighter given to moderation. Neither in nor out of the ring has the 6’9” 30-year-old switch-hitting giant ever gone about his business with the quiet robot-like professionalism of a man whose every word is scripted and configured at the behest of managers, advisers and a PR machine with a beady eye on marketability.
Instead, where the self-styled Gypsy King is concerned, the crash, bang, wallop approach has never been better served, even though it has cost him dearly in the past.
When Patterson and Liston met in the ring in 1962, it was more than a title bout — it was a collision of two black archetypes shaped by white America’s fears and fantasies, writes JOHN WIGHT
JOHN WIGHT tells the riveting story of one of the most controversial fights in the history of boxing and how, ultimately, Ali and Liston were controlled by others
The outcome of the Shakespearean modern-day classic, where legacy was reborn, continues to resonate in the mind of Morning Star boxing writer JOHN WIGHT



