Root and Stokes grind down weary India to stretch lead beyond 100

MANY places around the world have just claim to being synonymous with the sport of boxing. London, in particular the East End, has long been a veritable production line of amateur and professional fighters, while Liverpool, Manchester, Glasgow and Belfast are likewise regarded as fight towns in the UK.
Further afield, Mexico City’s tough Tepito barrio – known as “bravo barrio” (fierce neighbourhood) – is so associated with the sport of boxing that it’s subway stop sign is a boxing glove. It was in Tepito’s renowned gyms where the likes of Carlos Zarate Serna, Kid Azteca, Ruben Olivares, and Marco Antonio Barrera learned their craft prior to being unleashed on the world.
Central and Latin America in general are parts of the world where boxing has long enjoyed massive popularity and purchase, viewed as a means of escape to a better existence than the hellish one millions have been consigned to here in the name of progress.

Mary Kom’s fists made history in the boxing world. Malak Mesleh’s never got the chance. One story ends in glory, the other in grief — but both highlight the defiance of women who dare to fight, writes JOHN WIGHT

The Khelif gender row shows no sign of being resolved to the satisfaction of anyone involved anytime soon, says boxing writer JOHN WIGHT

When Patterson and Liston met in the ring in 1962, it was more than a title bout — it was a collision of two black archetypes shaped by white America’s fears and fantasies, writes JOHN WIGHT

In the land of white supremacy, colonialism and the foul legacy of the KKK, JOHN WIGHT knows that to resist the fascism unleashed by Trump is to do God’s work