Still, boxing is the Dark City of Second Chances, and if Stevenson has emerged from its back alleys to reinvent himself as a successful prizefighter, then he deserves to go about his business the same way anybody else does. No one, it seems, ought to dispute that, except, of course, the holiest among us. Illogic and boxing go hand to hand like vultures and carrion, but one thing the whole Dereck Chisora-David Haye brouhaha has revealed in its wake is an upside down pseudo-morality—strange even for the madhouse pursuit known as prizefighting—where cracking bottles over the noggin of a fellow athlete at an industry event is "exciting" and driving while intoxicated is worth condemning. From The Cruelest Sport