Pass the big bowl of nothing: PBC fighters talk sticking to training around the holidays
Boxing and Thanksgiving go hand-in-hand. Why else would Adam Sandler name-check Mike Tyson in his “Thanksgiving Song?” And who could forget Paulie chucking the Thanksgiving turkey in the alley because Adrian wouldn’t go out with Rocky?
Erislandy Lara ready for Miami homecoming against Jan Zaveck
Erislandy Lara might not be long for the 154-pound ranks. Jan Zaveck is just getting started there.
Errol Spence Jr. champing at the bit for shot at top of the division
Before Errol Spence Jr. took on Phil Lo Greco in June, he was scheduled to fight Roberto Garcia. It was going to be the stiffest test to date of his young career, but Garcia was forced to withdraw, and Spence did what he does: He stopped Lo Greco in three.
Danny Garcia, Robert Guerrero poised for 147-pound clash on January 23
One former champion down, another one on deck. Welcome to the 147-pound division, Danny Garcia.
While enjoying his new role as a father, Errol Spence Jr. continues pursuit of first world title
Normally, when Errol Spence Jr. has downtime in camp, you can find him blasting away on the latest hotshot video game. And that still holds true as he prepares to take on Alejandro Barrera on Saturday at The Bomb Factory in Dallas (NBC, 3 p.m. ET/noon PT).
Why ‘American Dream’ Erislandy Lara is such a nightmare to fight
At some point, a move to 160 pounds might be in the cards for Erislandy Lara. Could even be as soon as next year. And if the 154-pound champ does step up in weight, there’s a fighter in that division that has a reputation—as Lara does—for having slightly reluctant opposition.
Friday night fisticuffs don't fail to fascinate
Pop quiz time: What were there more of on Friday night’s Spike TV Premier Boxing Champions broadcast from Biloxi, Mississippi: Rounds of boxing, knockdowns or fur boots abandoned mid-fight?
Julian Williams studies the old masters to hone fundamentals
Julian Williams stands in front of Luciano Cuello, his feet placed slightly wider than his shoulders, almost imperceptibly bent forward at the waist. When he moves in and out, his feet barely come off the canvas as he glides toward and away from his opponent. It’s like watching Michael Jackson in a dance-off with Frankenstein.
