I trained at Graisley School and another warehouse factory nearby.
Amir Khan visited the one I mentioned a few years ago.
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Missing half a leg.
Didn't get into kick-boxing, either.
i was at best good domestic fighter but nothing more, i would have loved fighting at world championship level but it wasnt to be wasnt good enough. Once i got injuries that limted me even more that was it really, had surgery, then injection to help calm the probs but should have ended before then. I help boxers train these days and show them ways to do things that hopefully avoid them from getting same type of injuries that finished me.
Ive been competing as an amatuer for years and heard from numerous trainers ( In Jin Chi's trainer in particular ) that i have the style to be a successful pro but the reason why I dont head to the big leagues are two reasons.
1. I love Boxing but I just dont feel the need to take punches for a living because I already make decent money.
2. Not to sound like a tool or anything but everyone around me , especially the girls, always told me that my prettyboy face is one of my biggest assets so I just dont want to mess it up and end up like Mickey Rourke.. fuck that..
Im going to be a bigtime promoter one day though..
Old cutman Percy Richardson told me there were levels to the fight game and then got me some sparring with Bernard Hopkins sparring partners. His sparring partners were unbeatable to me. Then he told me to stay and watch young Bernard dismantle these guys that i thought were unbeatable. Percy pulled me to the side and then pointed out that if i cant beat this ans sparring partners then what the hell do u think the champs will do to you. Bottom line, there is only one king of the hill and u can hurt your self trying to reach that point just like Freddy Roach or many other boxers. At least he made money on the training end. Many of us end up damaged and broke. I had a great mentor, i went the cutman route
I think that happens to be one of the disappointing ends of the sport. We give so much credibility to being the world champion or a viable contender, but I think oftentimes the standard is set too high.
If I ever turn professional, I'll box for the sake of boxing. I'll fight because I enjoy doing so. I'll probably get my ass handed to me on more than one occasion, but that's what makes the fight game interesting.
Because I have a glass jaw. I have a big head, like I needed to tell you lot,and probably a tiny brain that bounces around like a pea in a bucket. When I was best man at my mates wedding the suit hire assistant said" it appears we do not have a top hat to fit you in store, we will have to order one in sir, you have a different sized head." consequently in the couple of stupid fights I have gotten into as an adult, it has not taken much to render me unconscious.