I hold no opinion on Sonny Liston anymore than I do on Marciano or Louis.
He appeared on the cusp of my knowledge. I was 10 years old, watching and understanding my first fight. I saw Liston lay down against Ali in Lewiston.
Everything else about 'Liston' is history to me, not a first hand experience
Everything else I know about Liston comes with the same validity, or lack of validity, that comes with all the evaluations of fighters from the past.
The hyperbole of newspaper accounts.
Limited and/or distorted film presentations.
Political promotions, challenges, claims.
The 'stories' and 'claims of old fighters.
The 'stories' of old men, seconds, trainers, Etc.
Biographies written with an agenda.
Sonny Liston was my cusp. My only first hand account of the man was a dismal one. All my other knowledge about the man is as valid as my opinion of Loius, Marciano, Dempsey. All thorough the filter of other men.
My Liston experience is a paradox.
Clay-Liston I is as distant to me as a Dempsey fight. I can only know so much and at the mercy of others bias.
But Ali-Liston II is a first-hand memory.
That memory tends to t-rump any opinion I can conjure for his earlier fights.
I probably would have been less moved by Lewiston if I had been ten years older and saw Liston of 1959.
Or if I has been five years younger and Lewiston was only history to me, like the rest of Liston's career is.
It is difficult for me to evaluate Liston. One devastating appearance dominates my view.
But, that's only because I appeared on the scence just at that ugly moment.
My first fight: Lewiston.
Actually I'm surprised I became a fan.
He appeared on the cusp of my knowledge. I was 10 years old, watching and understanding my first fight. I saw Liston lay down against Ali in Lewiston.
Everything else about 'Liston' is history to me, not a first hand experience
Everything else I know about Liston comes with the same validity, or lack of validity, that comes with all the evaluations of fighters from the past.
The hyperbole of newspaper accounts.
Limited and/or distorted film presentations.
Political promotions, challenges, claims.
The 'stories' and 'claims of old fighters.
The 'stories' of old men, seconds, trainers, Etc.
Biographies written with an agenda.
Sonny Liston was my cusp. My only first hand account of the man was a dismal one. All my other knowledge about the man is as valid as my opinion of Loius, Marciano, Dempsey. All thorough the filter of other men.
My Liston experience is a paradox.
Clay-Liston I is as distant to me as a Dempsey fight. I can only know so much and at the mercy of others bias.
But Ali-Liston II is a first-hand memory.
That memory tends to t-rump any opinion I can conjure for his earlier fights.
I probably would have been less moved by Lewiston if I had been ten years older and saw Liston of 1959.
Or if I has been five years younger and Lewiston was only history to me, like the rest of Liston's career is.
It is difficult for me to evaluate Liston. One devastating appearance dominates my view.
But, that's only because I appeared on the scence just at that ugly moment.
My first fight: Lewiston.
Actually I'm surprised I became a fan.
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