Talkin’ Boxin’ with Howie Reed – a Rundown on Men’s Boxing

HE came, he saw, he conquered and he did it all in under a minute. That about sums up Mike Tyson's one punch victory over Cliff Etienne. Fortunately I ate my popcorn while waiting for the fight to begin or it would have been to late. Maybe now the "experts" will shut the F up. For two weeks we’ve read and heard from every segment of the population. Mike shouldn’t fight----he’s not in shape. No difference he won. Good night and drive home safely. Etienne, at the end, looked like the old photo of Jack Johnson lying on his back shading his eye from the Havana Sun when Ko’d by Jess Willard on April 4, 1915. Many in the crowd felt the same way as Etienne had to fight his way to his dressing room being bombarded with taunts ("Sticks and Stone will break my bones") and other object of a Read more [...]

Talkin’ Boxin’ by Howie Reed – Latest on Men’s Boxing in February 2003

"Hi Howie, Just wanted you to know that I enjoyed your last column. Keep up the good work...or whatever it is that you do... Keep Happy. Larry." Name withheld to protect the guilty. MOM always use to say, "Always finish what you start." In those day long past every command was wrapped with a message. "Eat everything on your plate. Clean it up. People in Europe are starving." "Then send them the cauliflower." As I was picking myself up off the floor of our small dining area at 1921-105 Avenue in Oakland California I realize that "Mom is always right." So Mom if you’re looking down I will finish what I started last week. After listening to the "Braying Asses’" on HBO during the Mosley "encounter", can’t call it a fight, I was questioning my very own ability to see and or think clearly. Read more [...]

Talkin’ Boxin’ by Howie Reed – More news on men’s Boxing in February of 2003

I’LL bet ya that a lot of you out there have said, when there is a lull in the conversation at the quiche and fondue party featuring a clever new white wine, "Boy that Talkin Boxin column seems to wander around aimlessly. It’s incoherent most of the time." Not my fault. The effort is the product of a Bi-Polar disorder that can only be treated with medication. That medication comes in either tall clear bottle with a black label or a short can in gold with a black label. On the bright side being Bi Polar gives you twice as many chances in dating polars. Onward we go. Where we’re going is the real question. Well we, that would be me, were going to play boxing reporter this week. It’s one of these events that comes upon me when I’ve been away from the MGD too long. At the Latin Fury Read more [...]

Talkin’ Boxin’ by Howie Reed – Top news in Men’s Boxing February of 2003

NOT a day, week or month goes by when I’m not asked, "Howie, how is it that you are able to do such an outstanding job of covering the World of Boxing." My answer is always the same "alacrity". There are those that prefer "Smoke and Mirrors ". That is their decision. I choose "alacrity". (And thank you Al Michaels for that.) Piece of cake. No hill for a climber. That aside in these dog days of boxing (it’s like spring training only different) there are hundreds of useless story’s floating around.. The tough part is to make the decision as to which story is of interest. This week was particularly difficult. Spring came to Las Vegas. There are only one few things better than Spring in Las Vegas. I combat the emergence of spring by visiting a Dollar Store. Any Dollar Store will do. There Read more [...]