Former Atlanta Falcons defensive end Ray Edwards retired from the league (or was forced to, since he couldn’t find work) in order to pursue his boxing career back in 2011 during the NFL lockout, and hasn’t looked back. Edwards, who played in the NFL from 2006-2010, says that his new sport, boxing, is safer than his former sport, football. On the surface, this may seem like a ridiculous claim, since the premise of boxing is taking direct blows to the face with no helmets, pads, etc. However, Edwards comes at it from a different angle.Here are some details via profootballtalk.com:
“Football is the only sport that is 100-percent injury prone,” Edwards tells Martin Rogers of Yahoo! Sports. “[In football], you don’t know what is coming, where you are going to get hit, how you are going to get hit. You play for a long time, chances are you are going to tear your MCL or ACL. You can break your leg, snap your femur, break your arm, break your neck. . . .
“In boxing you know where the hits are coming from – it is the guy stood in front of you. In boxing you might break your hand or break your nose and if you get knocked out you can get a concussion. But also, the referee is right there and you are more protected. In football, you never know. The game moves at such a pace that you might never see it coming. You can get hit when you are completely defenseless.”
I tend to agree with Edwards, especially on the specific point of his argument that football can cause you harm to EVERY part of your body potentially, as boxing leaves you limited. Whether that makes boxing “safer” is definitely a matter of opinion, as both sports are extremely dangerous. I could tell you that being a firefighter is more dangerous than being a police officer, or vice-versa, but that doesn’t change the fact both risk their lives every day.
Edwards is currently undefeated in his short boxing career with a record of 4-0 with three KO’s.
By: Frank Santos
Jon “Bones” Jones is currently the best fighter in UFC by a large margin.
Floyd “Money” Mayweather Jr. is currently (and has been) the best fighter in boxing for seventeen years.
Fans have debated since UFC came to the forefront of popularity in America about whether a boxer could compete in UFC or if a UFC fighter could compete in boxing. Logically, one would think most likely not. Jon Jones has seven inches in height and 50+ pounds on Mayweather, so the weight class demographics don’t match up between the two. Nonetheless, Jon Jones thinks without a doubt he would be competitive in a “hands only” bout against Floyd Mayweather.
Check out what Bones had to say about in this interview with Power 105.1:
Boxing superstar Floyd Mayweather is rich. Filthy rich. I mean, his nickname is Money. He never misses a chance to let people know he is boxing’s main attraction or flash his dough. But most people don’t know just how insanely wealthy Floyd is. Right now, his career pay-per-view figures are around $600 million, and given his new five year contract with Showtime, Mayweather is on course to surpass $1 billion. The current record is held by Oscar De La Hoya at $696 million.
Floyd Mayweather is on course to become the first billion dollar boxer, according to his adviser Leonard Ellerbe. Ellerbe was speaking on Bunce’s Boxing Hour where he revealed that Mayweather plans a British fight before the end of 2014.
He told Buncey: “Almost definitely Floyd will overtake Oscar de la Hoya’s pay-per-view record. Floyd is averaging a million homes every time he goes out…Floyd has a tremendous fan base and we’re just looking to go out there and do what he does and continue to give fans what they want…he put the sport on his back and you’ll notice that since we signed the Showtime deal, it has brought a tremendous amount of exposure to the sport from an awareness perspective.”
Mayweather (42-0) will defend his WBC Welterweight championship against challenger Robert “The Ghost” Guerrero (31-1-1) Saturday night in Las Vegas.
The title unification bout between Canelo Alvarez and Austin Trout was worth the money. Although some judges seemed to have watched a different fight, this 7th round knockdown of Trout was a big difference maker in the fight. Lets just say I haven’t seen a knockdown like this ever!
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Sports fans love to rank and categorize things. And we love to use metaphors that link important yet unrelated topics to our silly games. More than anything, we like to use the same catchy sports clichés over and over and over like that one guy who kept beating his horse after it was already dead, which incidentally is sick. And wrong. But I digress…
My criteria for the “Mount Rushmore of American Sports Figures” includes:
So with that, let’s get to the unveiling. In chronological order:
The passage of time can either cement a legend’s status or cause it to decay and be forgotten. In the case of the Great Bambino, the former is most certainly the case. Though it has been 80 years since he made his last triumphant trot around the base-paths, his name is still synonymous with the great American Pastime.
For the first five years of his career, he was an excellent – though not particularly noteworthy – pitcher for the Boston Red Sox. But the owner of the Red Sox loved Broadway more than he loved baseball, and to finance a theatrical production, he sold Ruth to the rival New York Yankees for $100,000.
Despite being a first-rate pitcher, Ruth had begun to show a propensity for prodigious pops with a bat in his hand, and the Yankees moved him off the mound to accommodate these talents. His home run exploits changed the game forever. Ruth showed everyone that if you swung hard and packed a wallop, the game would be more exciting and popular than ever.
Ruth’s stature grew to larger-than-life proportions. During the roaring 1920s, when American celebrity culture was just beginning to take off, Ruth was almost certainly the most famous man in the country, and according to the AP the most photographed man in the world every year from 1923 to 1934.
He’s still one of the most recognizable figures in all of sports, and he’s been dead since for 65 years.
The name Muhammad Ali is universally revered these days, but that was not always the case. Not by a long shot. Despite plenty of in-the-ring success, his provocative nature and flamboyant character won him few admirers in his heyday and made him persona-non-grata among the sports establishment.
He burst on to the scenes in the 1960s Olympics (as Cassius Clay, his given name) and three years later he won the heavyweight championship of the world, after brashly declaring that he was going to “float like a butterfly and sting like a bee” against the heavily favored Sonny Liston.
Soon after, he changed his name to Muhammad Ali (as part of his conversion to Islam) and defended his belt in several classic battles, including one against Floyd Patterson who infuriated Ali by refusing to call him by his new name. Ali retaliated in the ring by administering an epic beat-down, all the while taunting Patterson with a repeated “what’s my name?” refrain.
Already a lightning rod for criticism, Ali was thrust to the forefront of the debate over the War in Vietnam when he infamously told a reporter “Man, I ain’t got no quarrel with them Viet Cong.”
He refused to be drafted into the army, causing the revocation of his boxing license, the stripping of his title, and a charge of draft evasion that would earn him a five-year prison sentence. Though he never served any of the prison term – his conviction was eventually overturned by the Supreme Court – Ali remained a pariah in the boxing world, unable to fight for three years, until he was finally reinstated in 1970.
He soon was heavyweight champion again, and in the 1970s participated in several of the most iconic fights in boxing history, the so-called “Fight of the Century”, the “Rumble in the Jungle” and the “Thrilla in Manilla”.
An athlete and a cultural icon of nonpareil status, Michael Jordan was simultaneously the greatest basketball player to ever put on a uniform, the most marketable athlete (or maybe person) in the rich history of American advertising, and quite literally one of the most recognizable figures in the world.
Jordan’s relentless drive to be the best on the hardwood was equaled only by the meticulous branding of his off-the-court persona.
What is there to say that hasn’t already been said? There was the tongue-wagging, the dunk contests, the shoes, the six NBA titles, the sabbatical from hoops so he could play minor league baseball, the scoring titles and MVPs, dozens of memorable and iconic advertising campaigns, the buzzer beaters, the time he was too sick to stand up but still scored 38 points including the game winning three pointer in the NBA finals that carved the hearts out of the poor Utah Jazz, the nicknames, the Dream Team, and on, and on, and on.
It’s always difficult to judge a performer’s legacy when they are still in action. It’s generally best to wait until you have the benefit of hindsight before you anoint them as the crème de la crème. Because you never know when the other shoe might drop, splashing a dab of tarnish over the acclaimed legacy.
But I’m going to make an exception in the case of Tiger Woods, because frankly that other shoe already dropped and it doesn’t really change my opinion on the matter.
Really, Tiger’s fall from grace – starting with his personal crisis and continuing with some golf course struggles – only confirms his legendary and iconic status. If he wasn’t so culturally iconic, his failings as a husband wouldn’t have been worldwide news. And if he hadn’t eclipsed every other golfer that came before him, it wouldn’t have been so noticeable when he slipped and became simply “one of the best three or four golfers in the world.”
It is strange to watch Tiger these days, because he clearly doesn’t have the same aura of invincibility he once possessed. This is fitting, however, as golf is a sport of tremendous ups and downs, of winning some but losing more, and of constant frustration that you can’t play just a little bit better – even when you are the best player who ever lived.
By Scott McCormick
Scott McCormick loves a good sports debate, tired clichés and ham & cheese sandwiches. His sports commentary appears courtesy of Golf Now Phoenix and Golf Now San Diego. For more of McCormick’s commentary, see his recent post on recovery from a poor golf outing.