
Ryan Garcia and Conor Benn. Flawed villains in boxing’s eternal pantomime
Perhaps there is innocence still trapped, unspoken, like the haunting outline of a desperate face beneath the ice, present in the Englishman’s story? Maybe, Conor Benn believes everything he has said with sufficient vigour that to him, and those closest, it is a truth forced into existence. A Frankenstein world in which everything continues, careers... Continue Reading →




