Without question, the world’s heavyweight champion is the Gypsy King, who pummeled Deontay Wilder until the American’s corner threw in the towel at 1:29 of the seventh round Saturday night.
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This wasn’t like the fable. The old lion might have given up a good 15 pounds to his opponent, and his limbs might not have been as they once were, but he wasn’t gasping on the ground about to expire. He fought in a most beautiful manner.
It took this, the megafight of megafights, the one sure to shatter all sorts of financial records at the gate and on your pay-per-view screens, the supposed biggest night in the sport’s history, to confirm what we already knew: It’s not about the fans.