Approaching the date of the Klitschko-Byrd rematch, the words of Rudyard Kipling’s “IF?keep coming to mind. As the date draws nigh for the second clash between these two oft disrespected gladiators, the stream of consciousness over and over again retraces the steps both Wladimir and Chris have tread these last six years; how one has continuously fought against all odds to reach the mountain top which must appear as just beyond the next ledge, while the other was within one foothold of securing the summit, only to be toppled down into the valley below.
Now, here they are, center stage in a division riddled with obscurity and mediocrity, facing each other one more time with all the chips on the table. Byrd has never won the fans?hearts nor the “Big One?which would cement his legacy among the greats in heavyweight history. Wladimir, on the other hand, has broken the hearts of his fans by revealing that he was not a Ukrainian god and the savior of the division; but merely an all too flawed fighter and, consequentially, all too human.
In Kipling’s “If? a father is giving advice to his son on what it takes to be “a man? [details]
Now, here they are, center stage in a division riddled with obscurity and mediocrity, facing each other one more time with all the chips on the table. Byrd has never won the fans?hearts nor the “Big One?which would cement his legacy among the greats in heavyweight history. Wladimir, on the other hand, has broken the hearts of his fans by revealing that he was not a Ukrainian god and the savior of the division; but merely an all too flawed fighter and, consequentially, all too human.
In Kipling’s “If? a father is giving advice to his son on what it takes to be “a man? [details]
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