THE END OF THE LINE
@BigDaddyBunce
Voice of boxing
THE stagger, the step, the stumble and the end of the latest fight in the truly remarkable career of Danny Williams was haunting to watch. It was placed on permanent loop, people laughed, one or two cried, boxing was blamed and then something else happened to take away our eyes.
The decline and fall of Danny Williams is our shame in many ways.
At some point in about 1985 Williams was just a fat kid from Brixton, a member of Brixton ABC, the club above the Half Moon pub in Herne Hill. He was too big to spar with the other juniors, too
