Once upon a time, of the entire memories made in ballparks and arenas from California to New York, there was once nothing to rival that magic moment that could take hold of a heavyweight fight crowd by its collective jugular vein and trigger a tsunami of raw emotion before a single punch had even been thrown.
That’s the way it was once when the heavyweight giants danced in the boxing ring all the way through the golden eras of the greats Ali, Frazier, Holmes, and Spinks, to name a couple of. There will never again be a heavyweight cycle like the person who started when Sonny Liston stopped Floyd Patterson and ended when Mike Tyson bit a slice out of Evander Holyfield’s ear; when no ersatz drama, smoke, mirrors, and noise followed a fighter’s entry into the ring; when the crowds knew that these men were not actors on a stage but fairly giants in a ring with a single purposeto fight other giants.
By the ringside, acclaimed sportswriter Jerry Izenberg watched history as it was once being made all the way through those legendary days, witnessing fights like the Thrilla in Manila and the Rumble in the Jungle and preserving them in punchy yet tremendous prose. Delivering both his eyewitness accounts and revelatory back stories of this greatest era of heavyweight boxing, Izenberg invites readers to a place of recollection.
Once There Were Giants is his memorial to this odd time, the likes of which we will never see again.