Kovalev-Ward: A Superb, If Not Capital "S" Super, Fight
By Cliff Rold
If you’re a boxing fan, this Saturday is a date that has been circled on the calendar for months.
Two of the three best light heavyweights in the world will lock horns. They sport a combined record of 60-0-1. The former unified and lineal super middleweight king, the last American man to win a Gold Medal at the Olympics, will challenge a thrice belted Russian bomb thrower who had successfully defended eight times with six defenses.
This is manna from the fistic heavens.
For everyone outside the boxing bubble…
2016 isn’t 1956.
Boxing gets a lot of flack for what it gets wrong. Mainstream outlets are quick to point it out. When it gets it oh so right, the bad blood from lesser days casts a shadow.
Sergey Kovalev-Andre Ward should be a super fight, with a capital “S”. It’s not. Given reported purse guarantees, there is a chance that some could actually lose money on this one. The pay-per-view buy expectations are tempered and tickets are still available. If this were being played out on the same sort of network platform Keith Thurman-Shawn Porter did over the summer, there would at least be a chance for a sizable audience.
It would be something to strongly grow on if the fight delivers.
That’s not the reality. It sets up as the latest perception gap for boxing fans that see a super fight and the rest of the sporting world in the US who largely would ask “who is fighting?”
It’s a frustrating place to sit for those who just love boxing.
This is boxing at its finest, the best foot forward.
It is a superb fight.
Our little secret.
In the aftermath of the first Diego Corrales-Jose Luis Castillo fight in 2005, then-ESPN writer Bill Simmons wrote a piece titled Boxing Can Still Be Beautiful. In the piece he wrote, “…fight fans belong to an exclusive club. Either you care or you don't. We don't have to deal with casual fans, overexposure or media members with no clue. When a Castillo-Corrales comes along, it belongs to us, and us alone. That's the way it was 30 years ago, and that's the way it is now. Some things never change.”
The legend of Corrales-Castillo I has grown so much among fight fans that we forget how small an impact it made outside fight circles. The arena wasn’t sold out. The television ratings didn’t set any records. The rematch did only a modest pay-per-view buy rate even with more butts in the seats.
None of that mattered when the fight was going on. None of that matters in the volume of times people have watched and rewatched it since.
This weekend, in a year that has disappointed as often and maybe even more often than it delivered, fight fans have one to care about. It’s real competition with an outcome that remains in doubt.
Oh, sure, there are people who think they know who will win.
But no one knows, all caps, who will win yet.
This isn’t last weekend where fans tuned in to see how Danny Garcia or Luis Ortiz won. We get plenty of that. We even had it already this year from Ward and Kovalev twice apiece. Set up after set up gets old and in a low activity era sucks the life and momentum out of the sport too often.
This was at least structured towards an end. The destination was determined, the path followed, and now they execute in the ring. We aren’t going to get the carnage of Corrales-Castillo; the styles don’t mix that way. That’s okay. We have two proven, elite level professionals in their prime.
That has been the foundation of many a beloved superb fight over the years. The one that come to mind is a personal favorite. A quarter century ago, in the early days of in-home pay-per-view, James Toney and Mike McCallum met for the first time. Neither was a strong household name but their credentials in the middleweight division were clear. It was a beautiful chess match fought at the highest levels, ending in disputed draw.
The result got a couple lines in a box section in the local paper. It was a cover story for boxing magazines.
The gap between what’s great in boxing and what gets attention outside of it never feels wider than on occasions like this.
The only people who ever bring up Toney-McCallum are the sort of fight fans who will be waiting with bated breath this weekend. No matter how it turns out, they got the sort of fight they ask for all the time. This is the best versus the best, as good a fight as has been made at light heavyweight since the first clash between Roy Jones and Antonio Tarver thirteen years ago and on paper a closer contest than that.
It’s a fight fan’s fight.
They don’t know what they’re missing.