“MOST FIGHTERS MAKE UP IN THE END. BUT PROMOTERS CAN BE EVEN MORE ACIDIC”
I SIMPLY had to be there. This was personal. I have spent much of my life alongside, around, liking, loving, playfully hating, arguing, debating with and respecting these two icons of modern boxing. I guess in some ways I have been near the epicentre. Some of the acrimony is not even worth repeating. It was savage.
In my 30 years of covering the most gripping and topsy-turvy sport, I never thought I would see the day of this most unpredictable twist. The wild west of boxing has meant Frank Warren and Eddie Hearn have been the most bitter of rivals.
I’ve seen Michael Bent and Herbie Hide rolling around in suits and puddles, Lennox Lewis and Hasim Rahman collide in TV studios, tried pathetically to push away a table that Derek Chisora had hurled at Dillian Whyte, reported for years on Marco Antonio Barrera and Erik Morales’s deepest, darkest hatred that went back to a childhood football match which took their wives decades to eventually sort out, and as for Carl Froch and George Groves… 10 years now of that sweet tale.
Most fighters make up in the end. But promoters can be even
