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DEATH: It Is The Very Worst Part of the Business of Boxing
The prospect of it makes even atheists fold their hands and ask humbly of an Almighty for it not to occur.
The only thing more horrid to consider for a boxer than fatally hurting a foe during combat is they themselves making the ultimate sacrifice, and losing their life because of their choice to participate in the savage science of pugilism.
On Dec. 8, 2011, in Russia, the almost worst-case scenario occurred, as Roman Simakov expired, because of damage incurred in a bout against 28-year-old Sergey Kovalev three days prior.
The match pitted the 19-1-1 Simakov, age 27, against the 16-0-1 Kovalev, who was coming off a draw in his previous outing, against 5-4 Grover Young.
Kovalev got the best of it, scoring a TKO7 win. The loser lost consciousness right after the ending, and never awakened.
Kovalev was touched by the tragedy, as expected, and pledged to donate the earnings from his next bout to the family of Simakov.
The subject came up when I was speaking to Kovalev’s trainer, John David Jackson, the other day. The tutor was speaking about Kovalev’s mental strength, and the nastiness which will come in handy on Saturday, and said, “You think he really cares if he hurts Bernard? He’s already killed one man in the ring, he could care less. It’s his job.”
Yep, tough talk. Brutal truth. That’s an essence of the sport and life which oft goes unsaid, because it’s too direct for most to be able to readily digest.
And, I asked the trainer, how does that knowledge of his fighter having been the deliverer of fatal blows sit with you?
“I like that, it shows how bad he wants it. It didn’t bother him to the degree where he quit hurting guys or knocking him out. He felt bad but he knows it’s business.”
Jackson wasn’t with Kovalev for that fight, but they did discuss it, and Jackson said he told the Russian he must move on, not wallow in the sadness.
Manager Egis Klimas was present for the Simakov fight, and he told me he wasn’t sure how Kovalev would react, how he’d act in the ring after. Would he lack the same finisher instinct he’d had before? Would he pull punches? When, I asked Klimas, did he know that Kovalev would be able to function as he had, post tragedy?
“That would affect anyone, a death in the ring,” Klimas told me. “In the beginning it was hard for Sergey. But we talked, and he knows that people die all the time, in the street, riding bicycles, etc. It doesn’t affect him today. And I knew it wouldn’t after his very next fight, against Darnell Boone (June 1, 2012, Kovalev beat Boone by TKO2). I saw he was not going to pull punches. But, I hope it never happens again, with any of my fighters.”
After Simakov died, Kovalev put out a statement, which finished: “Forgive me, Roman… Rest in Peace, Warrior…”
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You can watch, if you wish, what transpired on that fateful night in the ring when the horrific happened.
The fight is up on YouTube and I will admit I was hesitant to take a look.
Would that be an exercise in macabre self indulgence? Is it the equivalent of rubber-necking on the freeway, pausing to stare at a car wreck, craning my neck while looking for strewn bodies and blood splatters, as I hew to my grotesque propensity for what…a callous and flippant obedience to non-sexual voyeurism, appealing to a region of the brain susceptible to schadenfreude?
No, I decided, to watch and dissect would be something of a teaching moment, because all of us with a vested interest in the sport owe it to ourselves and the sport to traffic in the oft ugly reality of boxing. People can die doing this—we must constantly remind ourselves of this cruel fact, so as to lessen our built-in propensity to minimize the effects of the punches, to bravely lobby with the courage that comes from being out of range of fire, for that referee to allow the man getting the worst of it to swallow more punishment –and if we can identify patterns in fights which result in one combatant dying, then maybe we can stave off one inevitable tragedy down the line.
You can see Simakov in round six eating shots, clean, hard, swift—but nothing that screamed “this should be stopped.” Or…maybe that signal was there but because we tend to allow ourselves to underestimate the severity of pain felt by the man absorbing those stiff blows, we overlooked it.
Simakov came out for round seven, as one would expect such a warrior to do, even if, in retrospect, we saw some hesitance in his body language, some behavior which suggested he knew he was in over his head, and that he wasn’t OK with drowning.
Yet Simakov edged forward to start the seventh, his instinct to be aggressive intact, even if it was being propelled by pride far more than logic. Kovalev was in complete control, scoring a knockdown off a two-punch combo, which was preceded by a minute stumble by Simakov as he looked to get some space from the heavy-fisted future champ. He arose, with 2:12 left on the clock, legs betraying him, his will not.
But the referee read the situation, saw Simakov leaning on the ropes, his eyes aimed at his corner, silently asking for permission to raise a surrender flag.
It was over, and really, no one had a reason to think the contest would be recalled as anything more than a line on Boxrec, another win for one guy with more skills and promise than another guy with more ambition than talent.
As Team Kovalev celebrated, as trainer Abel Sanchez and manager Klimas hugged the victor, the scene played out, and turned from the commonplace to the nightmarish. Simakov collapsed into the arms of his cornermen. He was quickly removed from the ring on a stretcher, and people clapped, and Kovalev’s gloves were removed from his hands, and the people looked into their laps, pondered silently the gross possibilities, but mostly shifted unpleasant pondering aside, and shifted their attention to happier material. That’s no indictment, we all do it, for if we don’t, the gloom can overwhelm.
By all means, as I will, watch the action on Saturday night and clap, and scream, and marvel at the feats of strength and will and technical excellence exhibited by Bernard Hopkins and Sergey Kovalev. Enjoy, but please save some space to remember Roman Simakov, and all the people who have given the whole of themselves in those rings, and honor them, and the loved ones left behind.
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Steven Navarro is the TSS 2024 Prospect of the Year
“I get ‘Bam’ vibes when I watch this kid,” said ESPN ringside commentator Tim Bradley during the opening round of Steven Navarro’s most recent match. Bradley was referencing WBC super flyweight champion Jesse “Bam” Rodriguez, a precociously brilliant technician whose name now appears on most pound-for-pound lists.
There are some common threads between Steven Navarro, the latest fighter to adopt the nickname “Kid Dynamite,” and Bam Rodriguez. Both are southpaws currently competing in the junior bantamweight division. But, of course, Bradley was alluding to something more when he made the comparison. And Navarro’s showing bore witness that Bradley was on to something.
It was the fifth pro fight for Navarro who was matched against a Puerto Rican with a 7-1 ledger. He ended the contest in the second frame, scoring three knockdowns, each the result of a different combination of punches, forcing the referee to stop it. It was the fourth win inside the distance for the 20-year-old phenom.
Isaias Estevan “Steven” Navarro turned pro after coming up short in last December’s U.S. Olympic Trials in Lafayette, Louisiana. The #1 seed in the 57 kg (featherweight) division, he was upset in the finals, losing a controversial split decision. Heading in, Navarro had won 13 national tournaments beginning at age 12.
A graduate of LA’s historic Fairfax High School, Steven made his pro debut this past April on a Matchroom Promotions card at the Fontainebleau in Las Vegas and then inked a long-term deal with Top Rank. He comes from a boxing family. His father Refugio had 10 pro fights and three of Refugio’s cousins were boxers, most notably Jose Navarro who represented the USA at the 2000 Sydney Olympics and was a four-time world title challenger as a super flyweight. Jose was managed by Oscar De La Hoya for much of his pro career.
Nowadays, the line between a prospect and a rising contender has been blurred. Three years ago, in an effort to make matters less muddled, we operationally defined a prospect thusly: “A boxer with no more than a dozen fights, none yet of the 10-round variety.” To our way of thinking, a prospect by nature is still in the preliminary-bout phase of his career.
We may loosen these parameters in the future. For one thing, it eliminates a lot of talented female boxers who, like their Japanese male counterparts in the smallest weight classes, are often pushed into title fights when, from a historical perspective, they are just getting started.
But for the time being, we will adhere to our operational definition. And within the window that we have created, Steven Navarro stood out. In his first year as a pro, “Kid Dynamite” left us yearning to see more of him.
Honorable mention: Australian heavyweight Teremoana Junior (5-0, 5 KOs)
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The Challenge of Playing Muhammad Ali
There have been countless dramatizations of Muhammad Ali’s life and more will follow in the years ahead. The most heavily marketed of these so far have been the 1977 movie titled The Greatest starring Ali himself and the 2001 biopic Ali starring Will Smith.
The Greatest was fictionalized. Its saving grace apart from Ali’s presence on screen was the song “The Greatest Love of All” which was written for the film and later popularized by Whitney Houston. Beyond that, the movie was mediocre. “Of all our sports heroes,” Frank Deford wrote, “Ali needs least to be sanitized. But The Greatest is just a big vapid valentine. It took a dive.”
The 2001 film was equally bland but without the saving grace of Ali on camera. “I hated that film,” Spike Lee said. “It wasn’t Ali.” Jerry Izenberg was in accord, complaining, “Will Smith playing Ali was an impersonation, not a performance.”
The latest entry in the Ali registry is a play running this week off-Broadway at the AMT Theater (354 West 45th Street) in Manhattan.
The One: The Life of Muhammad Ali was written by David Serero, who has produced and directed the show in addition to playing the role of Angelo Dundee in the three-man drama. Serero, age 43, was born in Paris, is of Moroccan-French-Jewish heritage, and has excelled professionally as an opera singer (baritone) and actor (stage and screen).
Let’s get the negatives out of the way first. The play is flawed. There are glaring factual inaccuracies in the script that add nothing to the dramatic arc and detract from its credibility.
On the plus side; Zack Bazile (pictured) is exceptionally good as Ali. And Serero (wearing his director’s hat) brings the most out of him.
Growing up, Bazile (now 28) excelled in multiple sports. In 2018, while attending Ohio State, he won the NCAA Long Jump Championship and was named Big Ten Field Athlete of the Year. He also dabbled in boxing, competed in two amateur fights in 2022, and won both by knockout. He began acting three years ago.
Serero received roughly one thousand resumes when he published notices for a casting call in search of an actor to play Ali. One-hundred-twenty respondents were invited to audition.
“I had people who looked like Ali and were accomplished actors,” Serero recalls. “But when they were in the room, I didn’t feel Ali in front of me. You have to remember; we’re dealing with someone who really existed and there’s video of him, so it’s not like asking someone to play George Washington.”
And Ali was Ali. That’s a hard act to follow.
Bazile is a near-perfect fit. At 6-feet-2-inches tall, 195 pounds, he conveys Ali’s physicality. His body is sculpted in the manner of the young Ali. He moves like an athlete because he is an athlete. His face resembles Ali’s and his expressions are very much on the mark in the way he transmits emotion to the audience. He uses his voice the way Ali did. He moves his eyes the way Ali did. He has THE LOOK.
Zack was born the year that Ali lit the Olympic flame in Atlanta, so he has no first-hand memory of the young Ali who set the world ablaze. “But as an actor,” he says, “I’m representing Ali. That’s a responsibility I take very seriously. Everyone has an essence about them. I had to find the right balance – not too over the top – and capture that.”
Sitting in the audience watching Bazile, I felt at times as though it was Ali onstage in front of me. Zack has the pre-exile Ali down perfectly. The magic dissipates a bit as the stage Ali grows older. Bazile still has to add the weight of aging to his craft. But I couldn’t help but think, “Muhammad would have loved watching Zack play him.”
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Twenty-four hours after the premiere of The One, David Serero left the stage for a night to shine brightly in a real boxing ring., The occasion was the tenth fight card that Larry Goldberg has promoted at Sony Hall in New York, a run that began with Goldberg’s first pro show ever on October 13, 2022.
Most of the fights on the six-bout card played out as expected. But two were tougher for the favorites than anticipated. Jacob Riley Solis was held to a draw by Daniel Jefferson. And Andy Dominguez was knocked down hard by Angel Meza in round three before rallying to claim a one-point split-decision triumph.
Serero sang the national anthem between the second and third fights and stilled the crowd with a virtuoso performance. Fans at sports events are usually restless during the singing of the anthem. This time, the crowd was captivated. Serero turned a flat ritual into an inspirational moment. People were turning to each other and saying “Wow!”
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The unexpected happened in Tijuana last Saturday night when 25-to-1 underdog Bruno Surace climbed off the canvas after a second-round knockdown to score a shocking, one-punch, sixth-round stoppage of Jaime Munguia. There has been a lot of commentary since then about what happened that night. The best explanation I’ve heard came from a fan named John who wrote, “The fight was not over in the second round although Munguia thought it was because, if he caught him once, he would naturally catch him again. Plus he looked at this little four KO guy [Surace had scored 4 knockouts in 27 fights] the way all the fans did, like he had no punch. That is what a fan can afford to do. But a fighter should know better. The ref reminds you, ‘Protect yourself at all times.’ Somebody forgot that.”
photo (c) David Serero
Thomas Hauser’s email address is thomashauserwriter@gmail.com. His most recent book – MY MOTHER and me – is a personal memoir available at Amazon.com. https://www.amazon.com/My-Mother-Me-Thomas-Hauser/dp/1955836191/ref=sr_1_1?crid=5C0TEN4M9ZAH&keywords=thomas+hauser&qid=1707662513&sprefix=thomas+hauser%2Caps%2C80&sr=8-1
In 2004, the Boxing Writers Association of America honored Hauser with the Nat Fleischer Award for career excellence in boxing journalism. In 2019, Hauser was selected for boxing’s highest honor – induction into the International Boxing Hall of Fame.
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L.A.’s Rudy Hernandez is the 2024 TSS Trainer of the Year
L.A.’s Rudy Hernandez is the 2024 TSS Trainer of the Year
If asked to name a prominent boxing trainer who operates out of a gym in Los Angeles, the name Freddie Roach would jump immediately to mind. Best known for his work with Manny Pacquaio, Roach has been named the Trainer of the Year by the Boxing Writers Association of America a record seven times.
A mere seven miles from Roach’s iconic Wild Card Gym is the gym that Rudy Hernandez now calls home. Situated in the Little Tokyo neighborhood in downtown Los Angeles, the L.A. Boxing Gym – a relatively new addition to the SoCal boxing landscape — is as nondescript as its name. From the outside, one would not guess that two reigning world champions, Junto Nakatani and Anthony Olascuaga, were forged there.
As Freddie Roach will be forever linked with Manny Pacquiao, so will Rudy Hernandez be linked with Nakatani. The Japanese boxer was only 15 years old when his parents packed him off to the United States to be tutored by Hernandez. With Hernandez in his corner, the lanky southpaw won titles at 112 and 115 and currently holds the WBO bantamweight (118) belt. In his last start, he knocked out his Thai opponent, a 77-fight veteran who had never been stopped, advancing his record to 29-0 (22 KOs).
Nakatani’s name now appears on several pound-for-pound lists. A match with Japanese superstar Naoya Inoue is brewing. When that match comes to fruition, it will be the grandest domestic showdown in Japanese boxing history.
“Junto Nakatani is the greatest fighter I’ve ever trained. It’s easy to work with him because even when he came to me at age 15, his focus was only on boxing. It was to be a champion one day and nothing interfered with that dream,” Hernandez told sports journalist Manouk Akopyan writing for Boxing Scene.
Akin to Nakatani, Rudy Hernandez built Anthony Olascuaga from scratch. The LA native was rucked out of obscurity in April of 2023 when Jonathan Gonzalez contracted pneumonia and was forced to withdraw from his date in Tokyo with lineal light flyweight champion Kenshiro Teraji. Olascuaga, with only five pro fights under his belt, filled the breach on 10 days’ notice and although he lost (TKO by 9), he earned kudos for his gritty performance against the man recognized as the best fighter in his weight class.
Two fights later, back in Tokyo, Olascuaga copped the WBO world flyweight title with a third-round stoppage of Riku Kano. His first defense came in October, again in Japan, and Olascuaga retained his belt with a first-round stoppage of the aforementioned Gonzalez. (This bout was originally ruled a no-contest as it ended after Gonzalez suffered a cut from an accidental clash of heads. But the referee ruled that Gonzalez was fit to continue before the Puerto Rican said “no mas,” alleging his vision was impaired, and the WBO upheld a protest from the Olascuaga camp and changed the result to a TKO. Regardless, Rudy Hernandez’s fighter would have kept his title.)
Hernandez, 62, is the brother of the late Genaro “Chicanito” Hernandez. A two-time world title-holder at 130 pounds who fought the likes of Azumah Nelson, Oscar De La Hoya and Floyd Mayweather Jr., Chicanito passed away in 2011, a cancer victim at age 45.
Genaro “Chicanito” Hernandez was one of the most popular fighters in the Hispanic communities of Southern California. Rudy Hernandez, a late bloomer of sorts – at least in terms of public recognition — has kept his brother’s flame alive with own achievements. He is a worthy honoree for the 2024 Trainer of the Year.
Note: This is the first in our series of annual awards. The others will arrive sporadically over the next two weeks.
Photo credit: Steve Kim
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