So, I was doing some cardio yesterday (humble brag?), and as I sat on my rowing machine, I got to thinking.
Well, that was dangerous.
As the minutes went by, I thought of all these crazy things in boxing: the possibilities, the eventualities, what might happen and what could happen.
Unlike my rowing, it was all gas, no brakes.
Of course, a lot of my current thoughts in the space concern the old guard vs. the new guard.
The old guard is the standard promoters, the traditional ones, so familiar we can call them Eddie and Bob, Al and Frank, and Oscar, and maybe you’d include Ben in there.
On the other side, the names are so mainstream you can do something similar with Dana, Nick, Ari and, of course, Turki.
The sport seems to be at a tipping point, but I appear to have been saying that for years. Here are some of the random thoughts I thought I’d share.
• If Zuffa Boxing triumphs and everyone else goes away, will the others literally be put out of business, or do we think Zuffa actually acquires some of these entities, tape libraries, film rights, etc.?
• Don’t quote me on this, but is boxing now like The Sopranos, where each season gets more heinous villains?
