ON rare occassions, like when Ryad Merhy is in survival mode against Jared Anderson, watching boxing can be an almighty chore. Such was Merhy’s astonishing lack of ambition, this contest proved no more pleasurable to witness than a dreary 40-36 affair. Unfortunately, Anderson-Merhy lasted far longer.
It’s perhaps cruel on Anderson to award this bout one paltry star but, for context, that’s likely one more than Merhy deserved. It was ominous before this heavyweight contest, the biggest of
