I was 21 and remember the atmosphere that night was toxic, crowd was just baying for violence and blood and it was the closest I can imagine to a Roman colosseum. I can vividly remember walking back from the old London Docklands Arena through the Woolwich foot tunnel with hundreds of other people but there was an eerie uneasy silence about what had taken place. I remember one rumour on the night that both fighters had died in their dressing rooms.