eubank jr isnt interested in becoming a world champion. He just wants the fame and the paydays, and the easiest fights possible. This fight is perfect for what hes all about. he knows deep down he'd lose to the divisions best - golovkin, alimkanuly, andrade, charlo.
You think so pal? Young CHRIS is tight at 160, doesn’t have a lb of fat on him so I’m not sure he gets down to 157 easily in the first place. Then if they really have contractually LIMITED HIS WATER INTAKE until after the fight as is rumoured, that will have a hugely detrimental effect on an elite athlete working out for 36minutes with a feather fisted welterweight up in his GRILLE.
I don’t know if he’s a sheriff anymore. I think he got bored of it or they realised he’s an actual nutter and it isn’t for play.
Was a big fan of Benn sr but hopefully come fight night it’s the Sheriff who gets to celebrate with a bargain bucket. This content is protected
A friend ran into him in the lobby of the May Fair a couple months back and took a picture with him. He was wearing the badge. The granite-jawed old loon is a common sighting in that Stratton Street/Berkeley Street area, seen him around there on more than one occasion myself.
Well I know where I’ll be going on my visit to London! I might faint but the old fruit loop is a gent and would catch me. Is it true he waves like the queen and twirls a cane? Someone told me he wears suits with the sleeves cut off like a tank during summer lovely Chris.
He's been attired fully in character when I've spotted him, as he was in my buddy's photo. Far as I can tell, he relishes the attention. The second time I saw him, he was stood on Berkeley Street seemingly doing nothing in particular and our gazes met as I was walking by — I'd guess mine expressed recognition or my step slowed momentarily, because I caught a look resembling mild deflation cross his face as I passed without stopping to engage him. In hindsight, I should've at least extended him a salutation and probably would've on a different day. By contrast, the much more modestly renowned Jamie McDonnell got a well-received sock in the shoulder and a "Hey, Champ" when I ran into him in the mall while weekend shopping. There is little consistency in my encounters with men of fame.