How the mighty have fallen
By Mark Porter
It is often said in boxing
that a great champion is defined not by how
he wins but rather the manner in which he responds
to adversity, specifically the setback of a
defeat. A case in point in recent weeks was
brought back into focus with the high profile
trial and subsequent imprisonment of Prince
Naseem Hamed for charges related to reckless
driving and leaving the scene of an accident.
Hamed, still only 32, could
still be fighting today. Based on talent alone,
he might even have been considered a modern
icon. The problem was that the Prince was always
a great ‘on top’ fighter and struggled
when forced to dig deep. True, he came through
his superbly entertaining U.S. debut at Madison
Square Garden in December 1997, climbing off
the deck to halt Kevin Kelley in the fourth
– but in the main, Hamed’s brilliant
reflexes and incredibly fluid movement (not
to mention power rarely seen in a small man)
had combined with occasionally cynical matchmaking
to make the man appear almost unbeatable in
the eyes of many in the U.K.
Naz was one of those rare
men in boxing who transcended the sport and
was known to the man in the street. Unfortunately,
his propensity to pose, preen, taunt, brag and
decry his victims was never done with the tongue-in-cheek
humour and wit of the late 1970s vintage Ali.
Whilst Ali had started out brash and arrogant,
he had mellowed into a character that the public
could love. Partly through admiration that he
had stuck to his guns for a cause he utterly
believed in and also partly because he came
back from the brink of oblivion on more than
one occasion to re-invent himself and re-write
his legend.
Naseem Hamed stood on the
precipice but once in his entire professional
career. For the many who tuned into his ridiculously
over-the-top flying carpet ring entrances to
see him lose (and there were thousands) –
Marco Antonio Barrera Tapia – to give
him his full name - was the answer to their
dreams. The Jalisco, Mexico native could box,
brawl and do it all.
He had come back from the
shock of two back-to-back defeats to Junior
Jones (the first by DQ) and simply resumed business
the way he had left off – by winning.
Styles make fights, true
enough. Character moulds champions.
Barrera had seen too much
to be worried about Hamed’s shameless
attempts to gaud him in the build up, often
appearing more surprised than insulted and duly
out boxed Hamed for most of the twelve rounds.
Out gutted him, outlasted him, outfoxed and
outclassed him. On that final point, you can
add ‘class’ to the way Marco conducted
himself out of the ring too – something
that Naz has never been able to do. Now I am
not going to be so trite as to compare a car
accident that almost deprived a man of his life
with any events that have unfolded in the ring
during the career of Hamed.
However, at the risk of enraging
Hamed’s loyal legion of fans – for
there are still many! – I might suggest
that the manner at which Hamed responded to
his public beating at the hands of a superior
fighter had enough clues there to suggest that
his psyche was always much more fragile than
he would have us all believe.
I am sure there are those
that would say the clues of a fairly low self
esteem were there from the beginning in his
need to humiliate his opponents rather than
beat them, to verbally insult them at every
turn and to insult other British boxers outside
of his weight class who he thought may be taking
too much of the public’s attention at
the time (Chris Eubank, Nigel Benn).
Perhaps the problem was that
the precocious youngster that former trainer
Brendan Ingle used to delight in telling stories
to the media about (Ingle recently went on record
as saying that he watched Naz become “a
horrible person”) remained just that.
Namely a youngster, unable to face defeat with
dignity, unable to blame himself for his setbacks.
Since his public undressing
at the MGM Grand back in April 2001, Naz has
fought just once more. One year and one month
on, he took Manuel Calvo to school for a shutout
decision in London but did not appear to have
any real desire for the sport anymore. He looked
content with the decision when it appeared as
though he would easily stop his opponent.
He has often spoken of a
comeback since but that now looks even less
likely than it did in recent months as his weight
ballooned and his domestic life appeared to
be happy and settled, thus negating the ‘need’
to box again.
Barrera has since done what
has come naturally to him. Faced all comers
with guts and glory and assured himself a place
in the Hall Of Fame in Upstate New York when
he finally hangs ‘em up. Marco recently
squeaked past Rocky Juarez and his response
has been characteristic. They will meet again
on September 16th. Appropriately enough, at
the MGM Grand – the site of one and only
real ‘gut check’ of Hamed’s
career.
All I know is this; as Barrera
sets about putting the final touches to his
legacy as a modern great – and make no
mistake, that is exactly what he is, The Prince
is left to wonder about what could have been
had his attitude scaled the same impossibly
grandiose heights as his physical talent.
His record was a brilliant
36-1 (31) and yet he still managed to leave
us with the sense that he did not quite justify
the undying faith that so many had in him.