Blood is thicker than water. In Nonito Donaire Jr.’s case, it was voluminous enough to permeate his subconscious.
In September, the reigning BWAA Fighter of the Year tossed and turned restlessly in his Las Vegas bed, and it was not because the first-time father was awoken by the cries of his newborn son Jarel.
Rather, Donaire dreamt of his own dad, who lived 542 miles away in the East Bay city of San Leandro, Calif. While Jarel was only a couple of heartbeats away from the warm embrace of his father, distance -- and a strained relationship -- separated Nonito from his. [Click Here To Read More]
In September, the reigning BWAA Fighter of the Year tossed and turned restlessly in his Las Vegas bed, and it was not because the first-time father was awoken by the cries of his newborn son Jarel.
Rather, Donaire dreamt of his own dad, who lived 542 miles away in the East Bay city of San Leandro, Calif. While Jarel was only a couple of heartbeats away from the warm embrace of his father, distance -- and a strained relationship -- separated Nonito from his. [Click Here To Read More]
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