I ain’t no fight fan, but a Canadian friend who was once described boxing to me as “like chess at speed” and I can see why people follow the fight game. Yesterday I heard an item on the BBC whilst in the car, which refernced a slightly dotty item in yesterday’s Times: ‘World’s worst boxer throws in the towel on lucrative career as human punchbag:’Peter Buckley, defeated 256 times, says that his next fight will be his last. He boxes so often that he sometimes turns up with a black eye before a bout. Boxing fans will gather in Birmingham on Friday night to witness the final fight of a man who should be remembered for ever as Britain’s most spectacular sporting loser...
We Brits celebrate the charge of the Light Brigade and Captain Scott’s Polar expedition; so here’s to you, Peter Buckley. It probably couldn’t be asked in the US in such a way as to make sense, but here‘s a question: Every game has winners and losers. Why is “loser” a term of playground abuse? Can you be such a good loser that you become, eventually, an iconic winner? Resilience, courage and stickability are surely admirable qualities. I’m reminded of Cool Runnings and the Jamaican Bobsleigh Team. I’d certainly buy this guy a drink any day, and the article does say that by losing he has been an essential part of many winners’ careers. At that point the whole daft thing begins to sound almost Christian...