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Monday, October 22, 2012

Evander Hollyfield Retires At 50 In Poverty

As if pulling a blanket over his head to hide from a world of troubles, Evander Holyfield will finally retire from boxing today he marks his 50th birthday. Be that as it may, Holyfield, one of the ring’s most heroic warriors, has been defeated, not by one of his catalogue of formidable opponents, but by the wounds of self-inflicted poverty.



From ‘Real Deal’ to ‘Meals on Wheels’

A fighting man, who battled his way out of the ghetto to a $350million fortune, will wake up this poignant morning in a grim apartment in downtown Atlanta. This is the deepest cut of all those sustained by so many fighting men who have squandered fortunes. Mike Tyson only blew $250million. But Holyfield seems more afflicted than most by the punishment inflicted by so many sledge-hammer blows to the head. Yet, even though his speech became increasingly slurred, as he fought on to an age when the majority of Americans are applying for their bus pass, he had still been hoping for one last world title shot, one last big payday to keep the wolf from the door a little longer.

Holyfield is not just calling it a day, but waiting for a phone call, which will not come. His potentially suicidal campaign for a farewell fling against Wladimir or Vitali Klitschko has fallen on ears that are more kind than unreceptive.

“I believe I can beat either of them, but I don’t have time now to fight my way back up the rankings and become the number one contender. There’s no point badgering them any longer. If I don’t get the call (today), I quit,” Holyfield said.



Forget the phone, it’ll not ring

Bernd Bonte, manager of the Klitschkos, said: “Neither of the brothers will fight Evander. Both of them would destroy him at his age and they respect him far too much to do that. He is one of their idols and that means more than however, much money the fight might make.”

The esteem, in which Holyfield is held by the Klitschkos in common with the entire fraternity of boxing, is hallmarked by the horde of memorabilia, which he must surrender to auction next month. As the only four-time winner of the world heavyweight title, Holyfield surpasses ‘The Greatest’ himself, Muhammad Ali.

That collection of WBC, WBA, IBF and Ring belts, are to go under the hammer in Los Angeles, along with the wardrobe-full of gloves, shorts and robes worn in all the most significant fights in the career of one of the greatest boxers of all time. Those treasures drip with the sweat of his epic trilogy with Riddick Bowe, the two controversial battles with Lennox Lewis and along with his blood from that infamous biting of his ear, the sensational victories over Tyson.

Although here is no telling how long his memory of the glory nights will remain sharp, the item from which he will part most reluctantly is the classic red Chevrolet manufactured in 1962, the year of his birth. It will feel as if his life has turned its full circle. Yet, even if the fire sale raises its projected $5million, it will cover only half his $10million bankruptcy.



What really happened?

Some of the answers are as old as the hardest game itself. As the money poured in, so Holyfield took to gambling much of it away in the casinos of Las Vegas and Atlantic City. As all the pretty women flocked around, so he fathered 11 children with five of them, as well as marrying and expensively divorcing three times.

As he took gratification from rising to fame through the old prejudices of America’s Deep South, so he flaunted his riches by buying Atlanta’s answer to Buckingham Palace. The most frequently mentioned statistics of that estate are the 109 rooms and 17 bathrooms. He took most pride from having not one, but two marble staircases sweeping through each end of the mansion. There were also houses in the grounds for his ex-wives and some of his children. This was a monument to extravagance born of his pride at overcoming his humble beginnings, but ultimately, beyond his means to sustain.

In echoing contrast to that call which will never come, the phone rang frequently there to be answered by a servant saying: “The Holyfield residence.”



But he remains an all-time great

Holyfield’s residence now is a small apartment in one of the less salubrious parts of his home city. The stately home was repossessed when he fell $14million behind on the mortgage repayments. Now, one of his daughters has won an order for immediate payment of $500,000 in maintenance arrears. Since he has no prospect of paying that or the $3,000 alimony due every month, he faces being held in contempt of court shortly.

However, what they cannot take from him is a phenomenal career. A Golden Gloves amateur title and Olympic bronze were followed by a reign as undisputed cruiserweight champion of the world. After winning the heavyweight crown by defeating James Buster Douglas, who had shocked Tyson and the world in the greatest of all upsets, he went on to fight all the best of the big time. He alternated between dominating the division and coming back from setbacks, including suspension with a suspected heart defect to keep reclaiming the title.

He would have been a five-time champion had the giant, Nikolai Valuev, not robbed him of a decision in February 2010 at the age of 47. He has the satisfaction of bowing out as a winner, having defeated Danish veteran Brian Neilsen in what was to be his last fight.

Win or lose, the way Holyfield always went to war in the ring was thrilling and unforgettable. Some may withhold sympathy, given the former scale of his wealth. Yet, while his excesses wee a folly, the sadness is profound.

Tyson, who is finding ways to rebuild his life, is offering assistance and advice to the man whose lavish generosity has extended to forgiving Iron Mike for chewing off his ear. Famously, a born-again Christian, Holyfield said: “I still have hope.”

He needs help, hopefully, from all the people whose lives he has enriched with his courage.


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