This week in boxing history, PBC goes back more than 100 years to celebrate the first world heavyweight championship fight under modern rules, honor one of the sport’s greatest rivalries and highlight the longest bout of the 20th century, in addition to remembering a brutal middleweight war and a thrilling featherweight title showdown.
In the run up to their 126-pound “Battle of Los Angeles” on August 29, Leo Santa Cruz and Abner Mares independently promised fireworks from the opening bell. But it’s difficult to believe either fighter thought they’d make good on that promise in the manner in which they did.
Leo Santa Cruz is shaking us awake from our caviar dreams.
Many boxers who end up on the short end of a decision following a much-hyped fight will reflexively kick-start the excuse machine. Abner Mares wasn’t about to do that in the wake of his loss to Leo Santa Cruz on Saturday night at Staples Center in Los Angeles.
The Battle of Los Angeles turned into a war of contrasting styles, with a new king of L.A. crowned in blood.
It’s a running joke that has legs built for a marathon: Does Leo Santa Cruz get mad, like, ever?
The sun glared mercilessly and so did Abner Mares, the withering L.A. heat countered by an ice-cold stare.