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Emanuel ‘Drunken Master’ Augustus (38 - 34, 20KO)

Chicago born Louisiana raised Emanual Ya’Kov Burton star of ESPN’s Friday Night Fights was hit in the head by a stray bullet in 2014. He now lives in Baton Rouge.

Augustus was shot just blocks away from his long-time gym in Baton Rouge, LA by a stray bullet fired by 21-year-old Christopher Stills, who fired the weapon while in a dispute with his own cousin.

Augustus, 40, finished his seventeen year professional career as a journeyman, but remains a beloved figure in the sport for his flamboyant in-ring style and willingness to take on all comers. -"Augustus off Breathing machine, Walking” - Boxing Tribune

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Naturally, Ricky Hatton didn't share any of his shit. ONLY IN BOXING!!!

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The cheapest of cheap shots.

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Is it just me that thinks that in the 80's everyone in boxing had a highway of cocaine flowing through them? All the mad crowds (Bowe/Golata Riot) and the violent corner guys (Rooftop Flying Fanman beatdown), they even had cocaine energy drink for god's sake (Panama Lewis & Aaron Pryor).

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@MaxKellerman can rap and proves he has a stiff jab and tight check hook in this epic rap video from 1994. In his everyday life at ESPN and HBO, Max proves he still has a way with words. Only in Boxing and other stuff too…I can’t lie. 

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"Yes, it’s true I once knocked out a horse. It was at a fiesta in my mother’s home town of Guarare. Someone bet me a bottle of whiskey that I couldn’t do it."

- Roberto Duran

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It will be better, because he will no longer be yelling stuff at the top of his lungs from a distance, he will be able to say those things closer and using a softer tone ... Honestly, it was the right decision because his habits were a bit distracting for us. It was not good at all. -Julio Cesar Chavez Jr on moving his Hall of Fame Father into his corner

**The Louvens Remy Soliloquy of the week**

Poor Junior, he seems like such a tortured soul.  He may be one of those guys that unintentionally challenges himself when he doesn't have to, consistently fighting mental traps and physical roadblocks that he himself sets.

Blessed with what we at OIB dub Mexican Magic, Chavez Jr. always seems to come off like the kid who partied all week and studied for the big exam the night before.

Brian Vera should be no more than a tune up fight. Unfortunately, we are left to wonder what he will bring to the ring on fight night;  a duffel bag full of money to pay off Vera's camp for not making weight or his unquestioned boxing talent and pedigree, passed on from his father. Here's to hoping he brings both. ONLY In Boxing --Lou

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Great site man --- What was the first fight that truly blew you away, the fight were you knew you'd have to 'carry the ancient torch'?

Thank you for your kind words! I can’t answer your question in the way you want, though, because I wanted to be a boxer before I ever followed or appreciated the sport. I was a really scrappy kid, the kind who picked fights with bigger boys for kicks. I knew very early on that boxing was the only sport for me - to me, it represented strength of will and martial valor, things very important to me. But my parents, staunchly conservative Christians, disapproved, and so my boxing education was deferred. 

When I reached my teens, I began researching the sport, figuring that even if I couldn’t participate, I could at least appreciate the art. The first fight that struck me was Ali’s first battle with Joe Frazier. As a new student of the sport, all you hear about is that Ali was the greatest of all time, but there he was, beaten in an all-out war. 

I never stopped wanting to be a fighter, but that fight opened my eyes to the drama and glory of the sport. My research began to pick up momentum. I began to check out library books, sift through ancient Sports Illustrated articles and scour YouTube for great fights gone by. The more I learned, the deeper I fell in love with boxing, but there was no gym within twenty-five miles of my hometown.

As soon as I got a car, I drove to New Orleans and joined a boxing gym. I was seventeen. I’ve been a first-hand student of the sweet science ever since.