I will never let another man disrespect me. I don't care if we sparring or fighting.
God is the Man, and there's another Man, Stan 'The Man' Musial in St. Louis.
Paul Lisicky, in his new memoir, 'The Narrow Door,' describes losing his old friend, the novelist Denise Gess, and his husband, the acclaimed poet and memoirist Mark Doty, within a year of each other: Gess to cancer, at the age of 57, and Doty to another man.
It takes a certain type of man to become a boxer, to fight for a living. To be able to have the confidence to hit another man, to control your fears. You must overcome the psychical aspect and believe in the art, the discipline of the sport. You need to study. You need to be smart.
I swear, by my life and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.
One man cannot hold another man down in the ditch without remaining down in the ditch with him.
I've shouted this from the rooftops, and I'll say it again: There's not another man on this Earth who is my size who can do what I do.
It's really hard for men to tell other men 'I love you' without putting a 'man' at the end of it. Like, 'I love you... man.' You just can't look at another man and say, 'I love you.'
To be able to perform at a high level, to be able to do things that no other fighter can do, you have to practice it. And the only way you can practice is by sparring, by fighting another man.
I've always been told that if you spar with another man, you try and emulate what a real fight is going to be like. So you go hard. It's how I've always been.
