With his chiseled, bodybuilder-type physique, Steve Cunningham looks like he could move to Hollywood and carve out a career as a cinematic superhero when his boxing days are done.
Poland's Krzysztof Glowacki was already an underdog when he left his homeland last summer for a fight that represented not only his American debut, but also a larger-than-life opportunity against long-reigning 200-pound champion Marco Huck.
After a mixed bag of results as a heavyweight, Steve Cunningham is sliding back down the scale to the 200-pound division—a weight class that seems to suit him better physically and mentally, and where he twice held a world championship.
Swollen biceps and chiseled pecs can’t talk, yet they still say plenty. And in boxing, it’s mostly lies that they tell.
One of the most talented and feared young contenders in boxing gets his chance to shine on the big stage—and all he has to do is fight a former champion on his home turf.
Steve Cunningham was going to be a career sailor. That was the plan when he enlisted in 1994. He was going to serve his time, rise up the ranks to chief petty officer, then cash out after 15 years. He was going to take the expertise he gained fueling fighter jets on aircraft carriers and apply it to the private sector, maybe working at an airport topping off 747s.
Steve Cunningham’s words are testing his gag reflex, like verbal ipecac. As he speaks about the man he faced in the ring Friday night, he sounds as if he’d just swallowed a bug—a bug with pinchers the size of pruning shears.
Antonio Tarver sat on the couch in his locker room late Friday night searching his empty palms for answers that were nowhere to be found.