With a hands-down approach and a style that relies on speed and timing–attributes more suited to a younger man’s game–there was always going to be a fight when Martinez, now 38 years old, would no longer have the goods. Time appeared to be creeping up on the Argentinean star in less than spectacular outings against Murray’s countrymen, Darren Barker and Matthew Macklin, but power proved decisive on those occasions. Last night, perhaps due to the inevitable decline that comes with approaching middle age, Martinez was never able to find that dynamic next gear: the flashy southpaw looked flat and vulnerable through much of the contest.

Jorge Masvidal Calls Out Jim Miller / Pat Healy Winner www.genghisconfilms.com

Director Bill Siegel and executive producer Gordon Quinn join Democracy Now to talk about their new film which premieres tonight at the Tribeca Film Festival.

You can roll your eyes at the redemptive narrative of Zab Judah, but the fact that he has clung to relevance over seventeen years is no meager accomplishment. Despite the worst intentions of men like Kostya Tszyu, Miguel Cotto, and Floyd Mayweather, Jr., and a history of self-sabotage that runs the length of the comedo-tragic spectrum, Judah, 42-7 (29), has staved off inconsequence time and again. And while his speed and power—relatively undiminished in his 35th year of life—will continue to award Judah the proverbial puncher’s chance, those physical attributes alone do not explain his materializing against Danny Garcia at the Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York, on Saturday night. CLICK LINK ABOVE FOR MORE.

In 2012, the Olympic Games included women's boxing for the first time in history. But, only three weight categories would be admitted - 51kg, 60kg and 75kg. For two of the world's best fighters, both from Canada, this meant the end of a friendship and the beginning of a fierce rivalry. Last Woman Standing is a feature documentary film that follows world champion boxers and former friends, Ariane Fortin and Mary Spencer, as they fight for an Olympic dream that can only belong to one.

Article from a couple of weeks ago saying silver medallist Fred Evans plans to turn pro sometime this year.

For those who enjoy seeing Angel Garcia go off.

Las Vegas, Nevada, 1970. His life was a firetrap; his days were dry tinder. A small spark here or there—some ash from a cigarette, perhaps—and the whole ramshackle hovel would go up in roaring flames. You could shovel all the sand in the world on it, hose it down with the entire Atlantic Ocean—nothing was going to stop that conflagration. Click link for more.

Everyone keeps arguing on who won the fight but why not ask Trout himself?

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