Which was a little surprising. The Earles are a lesbian couple, so they were probably unmoved by the shirtless male bartenders. And, though competing in a trivia contest, they were leaving most of their answers blank.
Excerpted from W. In Septemberat Chicago's Bismarck Hotel, in a room crowded with boxing dignitaries along with a throng of newspaper reporters and broadcast journalists, Floyd Patterson and Archie Moore signed a contract to fight for the heavyweight championship of the world. The fight was set for Nov.
Two prostitutes are smoking and talking privately on the corner of a dimly lit street bordering the manicured lawns of Havana's five-star Hotel Nacional. They are copper-colored women in their early twenties wearing faded miniskirts and halters, and as they chat, they are watching attentively while two men—one white, the other black—huddle over the raised trunk of a parked red Toyota, arguing about the prices of the boxes of black-market Havana cigars that are stacked within. The white man is a square-jawed Hungarian in his mid-thirties, wearing a beige tropical suit and a wide yellow tie, and he is one of Havana's leading entrepreneurs in the thriving illegal business of selling top-quality hand-rolled Cuban cigars below the local and international market price.
Co-ordination, tenacity and punch-proof, photoshoot-friendly abs? Check, check and double check. With multimillion-dollar purses on the line at every title bout, sports science is doing its utmost to keep pace — which means we know more about how to get fit to fight than ever before.
There is a yellowed newspaper clipping taped to the wall in the basement of the Berston Field House, in Flint, Michigan, that shows Jason Crutchfield with his arms in the air, winning the city boxing championship in He was nineteen years old, a hundred and twenty-five pounds, and uncommonly handsome. But he got distracted.
F our weeks ago, just after 10 o'clock on a Saturday night in downtown Buffalo, New York, Orlando Cruz looked wistfully out the window as our car sped through the deserted streets. After a brutal day in the gym, sparring 12 rounds against four different opponents, he yearned for a fleeting escape from preparations for his first world title fight. Cruz laughed because, a year after coming out as boxing's first publicly gay fighter, he could afford to be open.
In Aprilan anesthetist from Poland named Michal Adamski climbed into a ring in Berlin clad only in boxing shorts and sat down in front of a chess board. His opponent was Stephen Kring, a year-old teacher from Sweden. Adamski and Kring—wearing earphones to muffle the crowd noise—sat in front of the board for three minutes, and quickly moved the game pieces around.