You know, I heard all this smack spouted by boxing people of how devistating Tua was.
I only saw clips of the guy throwing his only punch, a left hook into a lunk in front of him.
What a joke.
Iron Mike would crack that mother****er's head off before he even thought of throwing his only punch, a left hook that would miss.
He's a scrub fighter. God bless him and his family, I wish the man no wrong, but for Christ's sake, he had his chance and he abandoned his chance at winning. He ****ing gave up. He pondered and posed, and followed and would not throw a single punch.
Oh...sorry...I forgot that amateurish left hook, the only meaningful punch given each round.
Mike Tyson will ****ing trash that smug, Lewis so severely, it will look like a charred body on Death Highway in Iraq - a stiff, dead arm reaching tight with clutching, taloned fingers to absolutely nothing.
What a punk-ass heavyweight fight.
Lewis, you'd better pray Iron Mike don't step into the ring with you, 'cause bruddah, you going to count the ceiling lights in that miasma of knock out hell...lifted up by your corner men, ready for the trip to the hospital.
I only saw clips of the guy throwing his only punch, a left hook into a lunk in front of him.
What a joke.
Iron Mike would crack that mother****er's head off before he even thought of throwing his only punch, a left hook that would miss.
He's a scrub fighter. God bless him and his family, I wish the man no wrong, but for Christ's sake, he had his chance and he abandoned his chance at winning. He ****ing gave up. He pondered and posed, and followed and would not throw a single punch.
Oh...sorry...I forgot that amateurish left hook, the only meaningful punch given each round.
Mike Tyson will ****ing trash that smug, Lewis so severely, it will look like a charred body on Death Highway in Iraq - a stiff, dead arm reaching tight with clutching, taloned fingers to absolutely nothing.
What a punk-ass heavyweight fight.
Lewis, you'd better pray Iron Mike don't step into the ring with you, 'cause bruddah, you going to count the ceiling lights in that miasma of knock out hell...lifted up by your corner men, ready for the trip to the hospital.
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