The Rhythm Is Gonna Get You: The Hectic Frenetic Chaotic Controlled Madness That Is Jeff Horn.

I keep seeing the same refrain thread after thread on here about Mr. Jeffrey Horn, that he's some kind of haphazard sloppy skill less bum, and quite frankly I'm getting sick of it. So I figured I'd do this little thread here to clear up some glaring misperceptions people seem to have about the elite level The Horny One is operating on. Not sure why so many people seem oblivious to Jeff's sublime skillset, maybe they aren't processing what they're seeing correctly, maybe what they're seeing is above their pay grade, maybe they just don't know **** about Boxing. Or maybe all the people who espouse all this nonsense about what the "sweet science" is or isn't, only see what they want to see, as in, anyone who comes to fight and is a tad bit aggressive is relegated to the short bus full of dunderheaded come forward troglodytic plodding cavemen. Well... its a pity they don't broaden their understanding of the sport, because they don't know what they're missing, and its not that hard to see, all they have to do is look... well, look closely. Once they see it, they can't unsee it, it becomes as obvious as the nose on their face.

Disclaimer: I have pretty bad OCD, the real and unhip painful kind, and this part of my OCD is almost involuntary, I analyze almost everyone and everything, incessantly, I pick up on patterns, rhythms and inconsistencies very easily. Which in some ways gives me the upper hand over people who just go with the flow and shut their brains off. I've never had that luxury, not even when I sleep. It always helped me in understanding this sport on a far more intricate level than many, not to say I get it more than others, many might see stuff that I miss, but whatever... I've turned that particular negative of mine into a positive. Now onto seeing what I see, that others often don't.

Rhythm as I've pointed out in my Kovalev, Lomachenko and Calzaghe threads, is one of if not the most important aspects in the game, that sadly most fighters fail to comprehend, and it never crosses their mind to develop a unique rhythm of their own. Counter punchers rely heavily on their reflexes and timing, which they hone for years, and once they get that worked out and down pat, most opponents they'll face will be easy money. Because most fighters have a similar internal and usually quite repetitive rhythm that never changes, once you've seen one, you've seen them all. Sadly since no one ever sits them down and properly explains to them the concept, they'll never fully understand what they're lacking and the needed improvements and adjustments to make against future opponents to get the job done. So they will walk into the same counter over and over again, like a broken record playing those same 2 or 3 notes repeatedly, incapable of making the preciously needed adjustment.

So.. onto Horn. I picked Horn to beat Pacquiao precisely due to his absolutely insane rhythm. I had the benefit of actually knowing who Horn was before the fight, I'd sat up and done a few RBR's for his fights at 6am in the morning, and had seen roughly 5 or 6 of his fights. But sometimes even I can get lazy, while I recognized that Horn was awkward when doing the RBR's, a few weeks after the Pac match was announced I decided tp revisit a few of those matches to take a much closer look. And after watching a little more closely, I picked Horn without hesitation, I knew he was a stylistic nightmare for Manny, that Arum, Top Rank, Roach and the Pacman himself were completely oblivious to. They had no idea the sly all knowing trap that Horn had laid for them, and they took the bait, hook line and sinker.

Jeff's in ring style is like a Boxing version of Chaos Theory, a tiny little subtle movement here and there is all he needs to completely offset the timing of his opponents and with it, their entire gameplan. And they never see it coming and fail to comprehend why they're having such issues with him. He's constantly chaotically, frantically moving, in a manner not dissimilar to Manny himself, not only his feet and his head, but at times his entire body, constantly shifting and bouncing up and down, to the left and right and in and out repeatedly, never attacking in a straight line, or taking the same route twice. Sometimes he circles to the left away from Manny's power hand, winging in an awkward unseen left hook his opponents can't adequately prepare for. Sometimes he makes a stutter step to the right, shifting his head just out of range while lunging in with his straight right. Then when the notion strikes him, his offense becomes his defense, as he juts in in a straight line behind a barrage of compact rapid fire one twos, most of them feints, done for the expressed intention of successfully cutting the distance and getting on the inside, and getting his opponent to keep their hands at home. Once on the inside, his opponent is so mentally overwhelmed at how easily he got in their grill, they believing they're in immediate danger, shell up, while he lands a volley of body shots, when they get comfortable with him on the inside, and try to counter him, he simply parries and rolls with their incoming fire, sometimes with his entire body and slithers out the side door away from their power hand.

Its all intentional, he's setting a damn near impossible to time chaotic rhythm, its controlled madness, the only person in the ring who knows what he's going to do next is Jeff. Another thing that is easily missed by many is that he's also an excellent counter puncher, a taunting baiting counter puncher, who uses his excellent reflexes to his advantage marvelously, putting his head out there as a not so available target, since its always just out of range to entice guys into committing to a punch, and on his way out of the door, he lands a pull counter on them, that they never see coming. His unorthodox mind is processing a nonlinear continually mutating masterplan that his opponents don't even have no concept of how to decode or unlock.

Also, his defense is deceptively brilliant, he's like a ****d up hairless mongoose in there, or a greased eel, he gyrates, slithers and rolls his entire body away from shots, while blocking the incoming fire from the other side with his arms, shoulders, elbows and back, incessantly slipping and sliding while keeping his body pressed as close to their as possible to smother any attempts at offense. At times he looks like a slowed down version of Neo when he splits into the multiple man version of himself. On top of that, he has a little Ward in him as well, he's like an 10 armed octopus, smothering, strong arming and blocking everything he sees them attempt, his entire body is aware and each part at times seems to have a mind of its own, independently processing what each part has to do to block or flat out hold down next. Then of course we can't forget about how rough he is, he uses every advantage at his disposal to get the job done, he'll lead with his head, forearms, shoulders, and that's his opponents problem to deal with. He clubs, pounds, scratches, claws, headbutts, roughhouses, throws, anything to offset the rhythm and keep them befuddled, bewildered and flabbergasted.

The reason people seem to think he's a terrible boxer, is because they can't pin him down or tie him to a particular style, and that's exactly what Horn wants, because he doesn't have one. Being what appears to be a mess is his intent. He's a pugilistic chameleon, sometimes adjusting and cycling through 3 or 4 styles per round, he can be the out boxer relying on his jab, the backfoot counter puncher, a Maravilla like aggressive counter puncher, a swarmer, a pressure fighter, a volume puncher, a body puncher, a brawler and even a toe to toe slugger if need be. Most importantly he is the walking talking embodiment of a rhythm breaker, his entire style is predicated on that and that alone, his rhythm is so hectic, frantic, frenetic and nonlinear, its borderline impossible for anyone to mentally process how to get the timing of, because his rhythm is basically cyclothymic, or bi-polar, its always shifting, his movement is never linear, there is absolutely nothing that is predictable about Jeff Horn. He's functioning in his own little world in there, concocting a masterwork that no one can fully understand or process until the final bell rings, trapping his opponents in his web of chaos, offsetting their rhythm every time he offsets his, he frazzles his opponents mentally, overwhelms them and ultimately short circuits them causing them to mentally unravel. Because they have no idea what to do next, because they have no idea what he's going to do next, and that's just the way The Hornet wants it.

Jeff Horn is the amalgamation of every awkward style known to man, its unmitigated arrhythmic schizophrenic chaos, he is a pugilistic madman, painting a distorted maniacal masterpiece in a chamber in his mind, that no one has the key for. In other words, he's every fighters worst nightmare.

How can adequately prepare yourself to get the rhythm of an improvisational virtuoso who jarringly shifts their rhythm every few seconds with every move they make, and every breath they take? The answer is... you can't.

Now does that sound like an easy opponent to you?

I'm pretty sure this article was every bit as hectic and frantic as Jeff Horn's in ring style. Was that intentional?

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Now tell me after reading that, do you see what I see?

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My Srisaket Sor Rungvisai pick says hi bitter Betty.

And where did I ONCE say Crawford would lose? Ah... you didn't read it did you?

 

Beat that ass? Really? Pac had one good round, and that was after he headbutted the **** out of Horn's chin the round before. Aside from that one headbutt induced glimmer of hope, Manny has little to no moments of success to hang his hat on. Seriously, what planet are you living on?

But you are spot on with your last sentence.

 

See, he's a Mad but Very Stable Genius.

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I haven't even had my morning coffee yet.