With that last thought in mind, what I feel now for Chisora is concern – not that he would appreciate it one bit – for how he’ll cope in retirement, away from the limelight, stripped first of his fighting pride and, sometime later, left to deal with what remains of himself. And there’s also regret that, for too long, I was preoccupied with my own conscience and opinion, rather than being more alert to the desires of those taking the risks, the punches, the damage and the acclaim.
