By Michael Byrne: We worried about the gloves. We worried about the canvas. We worried about the wrapping of the hands. But our worries were seemingly just a by-product of the mind-games between the Klitschko and Fury camps – after a ring-walk accompanied by a fantastic lighting show and a fully-furnished orchestra to play the Ukrainian national anthem, Michael Buffer made the announcements, and referee Tony Weeks gave his instructions, and the first bell sounded.
We were treated to the most entertaining heavyweight title fight in a very long time. Entertaining not due to its action, but due to IBF/IBO/WBA/WBO heavyweight champion Wladimir Klitscko’s inability to deal with Tyson Fury in their fight at the ESPRIT Arena in Dusseldorf, Germany. He couldn’t beat him to the jab, he couldn’t get past his feints, he couldn’t bully him in the clinch, and he couldn’t land his power punches. Fury did a masterful job of taking Wlad’s best assets – his jab and his clinch-warfare – away from him. Fury’s feet were fantastic, and his head and hip movement resembled that of a much smaller man.