who trained the hardest

Tell me more, i knew afew things about Roy Jones Junior abuse trainning....

I want to know more...

 

that was interesting....12 miles in 2 hours....not that fast..but not bad....also those guys wrestled allot. and damn, 125,000 in one year back then...

 

well i just heard about his dad...had a room with boards and nails handing down..he had to shadow box in a squat..and dempsey had what he called "the cage"

"Dempsey has unorthodox training methods. He called it the Dempsey Cage Drill and would lock himself inside a cage purportedly less than 5 feet in height to build up on power and endurance of the lower extremeties whilst practising hand speed."

 

Marciano,Frazier,Holyfield,Floyd Jr.,Pac......just to name a few

 

Mike Tyson back when he was still with Rooney.

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Floyd Mayweather, he'll go run a couple of miles after a night of partying or eating junk food.

 

Uuuuhm... what? :huh

 

wrote that fast..basically Roy Jones dad had a room with boards hanging down low...so it was like basically a really low room....nails where hammered down through the top of the boards...so you had nails sticking out...roy then had to go in that room..and shadow box in a squat for a long ass time...

 

i hope that last part is ment as a joke?

 

Nope, he's very open about the junk food love.

 

What a story.

Duran was a cray mofo.

 

Basilio not getting enough mentions.

 

Ricardo Lopez

 

These are some of my reflections about Rocky that I may have posted before, SQ, bear with me.

I watched him train in NYC, in camp in the Catskill mountains, and fight live.

He was an acquired taste; it took a LONG time. But, even skeptics on Jacob's Beach became believers.

He was clumsier sparring than a ham-‘n’-egger against most half-decent boxers in the gym...and it didn’t help that he resembled the Michelin Man in layers of sweat clothes, wearing 16-ounce gloves that looked like pillows on Thalidomide arms.

Seeing him before the bell gave no hint of his being any kind of a fighter -- let alone world class -- more like a catcher to hone some one else's tools.

A first-time observer would’ve advised him to pick up a hard hat.

The only lesson he could teach was: what NOT to do.

But every guy who looked like he boxed rings around him -- pinned his ears back -- never missed him with jabs -- came out of the ring lookin' like he dropped from a 10-story building and landed flat-footed.

Rocky's cuffing, pawing, mauling, grazing shots, flicks to the sides when he was tied-up on the inside, impacted them like they'd been bumped by a rhino. From ringside, the only evidence was an "OOMPH!" grimace and quiver.

Rocky was ponderous. Fighters could see the punches. They weren't surprised; they were pounded down.

Every sparring partner who looked sensational against him, said the same thing exiting the ring: "I hurt all over."

For the wunderkinds and Robinson-clones that watched Rocky in the gym or at the Garden, he was like CANCER; he could only happen to the OTHER guy.

Good fighters rage back if they’ve been stung…Sometimes instinct, sometimes pride, sometimes to ward off a predator who smells blood in the water.

The slick ones shoeshine for time.

The solid pros -- no matter how resolute -- after being buzzed are rarely able to rumble back with maximum firepower.

That was Rocky’s edge: He hit just as hard when his knee cleared the canvas – or clearing the cobwebs -- as he did at the opening bell.

Sure Rocky did all the things you read about to drain a man’s will, but that singular ability was more demoralizing than anything else in his arsenal, according to Louis, Moore, Walcott and LaStarza, who I spoke with years later, and trainers Ray Arcel, Whitey Bimstein, Al Silvani, and Freddie Brown.

Rocky's training sessions beggared the mind, onlookers cringed imagining what his cannonades to a depth-charge-sized heavy bag would do to them.

 

Hagler's motto was "Destruct & Destroy" had it printed on his t-shirt during training camp. Very intense during training.

 

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