Down Goes Frazier, Down Goes Frazier

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Smoked

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Sliver in His Liver Goes About As Well as The Thrilla in Manila

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Muhammad Ali wins Ali-Frazier IV
(Stolen shamelessly from The Onion, America’s Finest News Source)
Joe Frazier, Muhammad Ali’s bitch, has died of liver cancer at the age of 67. Where Ali was a floating, whirling dervish in the ring, the picture of grace and speed, Frazier was an unrelenting beast, enduring blows while punishing his opponents with jabs and a wicked left hook. Frazier picked up the heavyweight title while Ali was busy being Muslim and loving the Vietcong, then petitioned to help get Ali pardoned so he could return to the ring, setting up their first epic bout in 1971. For his trouble, Frazier was relentlessly needled by the quick-witted Ali, who called him a gorilla and the white man’s champion for not being more political and vocal about black men’s status in America. Frazier was a blue collar fighter who just wanted to beat the shit out of people. While Ali won the preamble, in the ring, Frazier handed Ali his first ever loss in what was billed as the Fight of the Century. Ali won the rematch in 1974, then took the rubber match, 1975’s Thrilla in Manila when Frazier couldn’t return for the 15th due to a badly swollen eye. For his part, Ali said that fight was the closest he ever came to dying. While he lacked Ali’s style, Frazier won 32 fights in his career, never losing to anyone not named Ali or George Foreman, was Ring Magazine Fighter of the Year 3 times, and his bouts were named that publication’s Fight of the Year 4 times from 1969 to 1975, so to the end, Frazier could hold his head high. And steady. Which is more than you can say about Ali.