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Boxing
Jones Tames Tyger, Williams Punishes Margarito, Gomez Crushes Gatti - written July 15th, 2007 by Aaron S.Bayley It was an interesting and action-packed weekend in boxing, with cards in Biloxi, Mississippi, Carson, California, and Atlantic City, New Jersey. Let's start with Roy Jones Jr.-Anthony Hanshaw. In a word--no. If there was still any question that Roy Jones had any gas left in the tank, the answer is an emphatic no. Oh, Roy won all right, even knocking his outclassed opponent down in the 11th round. But he fought passively, threw few combinations, and looked vulnerable up against the ropes. The Roy Jones Jr. era is dead, if it wasn't already apparent. Dead. Entering the ring dressed like a Gladiator, Jones spent much of the fight cowering against the ropes and showing little urgency. But by scores of 114-113, and--ridiculously--117-110 and 118-109, Jones successfully completed his so-called "Phase 2" of his comeback by decisioning a fighter he would have destroyed inside of four rounds in his prime. Even after landing a hellacious left uppercut off the ropes in the 11th, leading to the only knockdown of the fight, Jones had no stamina to put Hanshaw away. Hanshaw looked even worse than Prince Badi Ajamu, Jones' last opponent, fighting aggressively only when he had Jones on the ropes and timidly in the centre of the ring. Prior to the fight Jones spoke of his desire to impress, that a decision win would not be good enough, that we would see flashes of the old RJJ. Instead we just saw an old RJJ. Gone are the combination punches that dazzled spectators; the partisan Jones fans of Biloxi cheered their man as he preened and strutted for the crowd, but the former pound-for-pound champ showed more style than substance. When he had Hanshaw, 21-1-1 (14), hurt, he showed little interest in finishing him off, and his timing and reflexes--both of which still appeared in tact even in his last fight versus Ajamu--were noticeably off. Jones, 51-4 (38), called out Felix Trinidad and anyone who wants a piece of the meaningless IBC belt he won from Hanshaw, but said he would not fight Bernard Hopkins because he wants to much money. Hopkins, who at age 42 fights Winky Wright next week, would demolish the 38-year-old Jones. If Jones is struggling with the Ajamus and the Hanshaws of the light heavyweight division, how would he fare against the cream of the crop? Let's hope we never find out, because another devestating knockout loss could put Jones' health in serious danger. HBOs main event was broadcast from the Home Depot Center in Carson, where Paul "The Punisher" Williams earned a unanimous decision against tough Antonio Margarito. Many questions about Williams' chin and experience were answered as the 6'1" welterweight outfought Margarito on the inside and at long range. Williams, 33-0 (24), appeared nervous before the fight in his interview with HBOS Larry Merchant, donning shades and speaking softly. In contrast, Margarito looked relaxed and more determined. But Margarito, 34-5 (24), could not find an answer for Williams' hard combinations and busy style. HBOs card in Atlantic City featured New Jersey native Arturo Gatti being outboxed then outgunned by Contender star Alfredo Gomez. Gomez, 17-3-2 (8), landed flush rights to Gatti's face so frequently that it looked like Gatti-Mayweather all over again. Gomez fought a calm, smart fight, opening up in the 7th round when he had his opponent in trouble and landing a devestating right cross that floored Gatti and ended the fight. Gatti, 40-9 (31), announced his retirement in his dressing room after the fight; the human-hilight reel has given boxing a rollercoaster ride filled with drama, brutal one-punch knockouts, and come-from-behind victories. And, of course, who can forget the epic Gatti-Ward trilogy? Fittingly, Ward trained Gatti for this, his last fight. And so the blood and guts warrior leaves the ring with his brother-in-arms by his side. On the undercard, Kermit Cintron stopping Walter Matthysse with a devestating left uppercut-right hand combination in the 2nd round, defending his meaningless, WBO trinket. © 2007 Aaron Bayley |