Phoney pantomime grudges, orchestrated “kick-offs” at pressers’ where bulked-up security guards intervene to keep two formidably “trash-talking” twerps out of arms reach from each-other whilst cheap plays at selling the fight …
Phoney pantomime grudges, orchestrated “kick-offs” at pressers’ where bulked-up security guards intervene to keep two formidably “trash-talking” twerps out of arms reach from each-other whilst cheap plays at selling the fight in a disrespectful, back-and-forth themed trade of verbals are tossed-out in torrents.
Fortunately, this isn’t a formula that fighter’s within the sport of Bare-Knuckle Boxing could ever lay claim to. Nor is it the manner in which fellas like Dean “Smudger” Smith partake in.
Last Saturday night at the 02, “Smudger” fought and beat fellow bare-knuckle compatriot and ex-serviceman, Tony Lafferty in their semi-final prize-fighter bout. Smith and Lafferty conducted their affairs before the fight with respect and dignity – however, once the bell sounded for the opener, it was a ferocious “business as usual” encounter. That said – I believe there was a notable and apparent difference about “Smudger” Smith in this fight. Something, I don’t think we’ve quite seen before.
Dean’s whole strategical-body language, physique, demeanor and style was different. His face, eyes, and even his grin presented differently. And it wasn’t until he threw his first punch that I realised what the difference was with the Leeds warrior.
Spite. Venom. Nastiness. Speed and the fierce, bad, bare-fisted intentions from a good man, portraying a wicked role within a bare-knuckle boxing domain, was, in fact, the enhanced proficiency the Yorkshireman had now brought to his game.
Smith’s jab flashed-out with punishing speed and fercoity. His body shots were powerful and savage, creasing Lafferty on the inside as the Scotsman smiled, poked out his tongue and blagged he was impervious to the blows whilst taunting for more.
Dean was sharp and neat throughout, and he boxed like the rising star of his division – a boxer who’s momentumised by desire, grit, and determination. A man who’s ferocious, formidable and hungry to win a world title. And do you know something? I think “Smudger” may just turn out to be the “dangerman” of his division. For now he presents, appears and carries an air about himself like a savage, “bare-knuckle boxer-eating motherf###er”.
Massive respect to Dean and Tony for their display on Saturday. Two solid fighters and two gents.
(Bare Knuckle Boxing News apologises to anyone who may be offended by the use of what may be regarded as “bad language”. However, sometimes in life, no other words will quite do).
Dean “Smudger” Smith clatters against Hubert Geven in the Prize Fighter final on January 25, 2020, at London’s Indigo Arena. What a fight it will be!!
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