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September 24, 2006
You're Kidding
Nobody ever loved Evander Holyfield more than I did, but E-van, do you not read Ecclesiastes? "To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under Heaven," man, and the age of 43 is past the time of the purpose for heavyweight boxing. You and your crew are right: you can do what you want to do, and there'll always be doctors who'll clear you if the price is right. Besides, it's your body, right? Sure sure. Bu it's the $44.95 price tag that gets me. You can fight until your brain starts leaking from your ears and there's nothing anybody can do to stop you. Fleecing the people who want to see you do it, though, is a little beyond the pale.
Posted by jd at September 24, 2006 11:24 AM