The Sadness Started With the Ring Walk Again — But This Time for Jake Paul

A little over twelve months ago, the boxing world was reeling from the Mike Tyson–Jake Paul debacle. A severely diminished, 58-year-old Tyson — slowed by age, injury, and time itself — was badly beaten by the 28-year-old YouTube boxer-turned-disruptor.

Once again, my worries began with the ring walk.

But this time, it wasn’t the halting, compromised gait of an ageing and injury-afflicted Tyson that caused concern.

It was Anthony Joshua.

At 36, Joshua may be past his absolute peak, but he is far from a spent force. With a physique and presence straight out of central casting, he walked to the ring slowly and deliberately, eyes clear, posture calm — the look of an assassin about to “spark that geezer out,” to borrow a line of his British vernacular.

This was confidence forged over a career that includes an Olympic gold medal and two reigns as world heavyweight champion. Joshua is not a faded legend trading on nostalgia. He is a serious professional fighter, fully aware of what lay ahead — and fully capable of delivering it.

Indeed, what passed for a ring walk felt less like an entrance and more like a funeral march for Jake Paul — outgunned, outclassed, and outmatched in size, skill, and experience.

Rather than a legitimate contest, this was widely viewed as a simple question of survival: how long Jake Paul could last before inevitably hitting the canvas for the ten count.

Credit where it’s due. Like many others, I was genuinely incredulous that Jake Paul would even agree to step into the ring with a boxer of Joshua’s caliber.

The nature of the contest became obvious the moment the bell rang for Round One. Paul’s insistence on a larger-than-standard ring was no coincidence; it was a deliberate attempt to keep as much distance as possible between himself and Joshua. To his credit, he executed this plan reasonably well for the first two rounds.

Paul is wealthy enough to surround himself with experienced trainers, and their game plan was clear. It revolved around two simple principles: first, constant lateral movement and footwork to stay outside Joshua’s long reach; second, whenever distance collapsed, tying Joshua up in the clinch or dropping to a knee to halt momentum and buy time.

Give Jake Paul some credit here. He is a young, strong athlete, and at times he was genuinely able to hold Joshua off and smother him in the clinch. For brief moments, it worked. He even managed to throw a punch or two.

That was until Joshua grew impatient and decided to disrupt the disruptor — targeting Paul with well-placed body punches during those clinches.

To the average viewer, these shots may not have looked particularly damaging. But when delivered by a seasoned professional they are anything but random. Punches surgically placed around the ribs, hips, and kidneys are designed not to knock an opponent out immediately, but to drain them.

By the end of Round Three, the effects were visible. Paul began to hunch forward, mouth open, dragging in air. His trainers, seeing what was unfolding, urged him to keep his distance and avoid being trapped in the corners.

Educated boxing eyes could see it clearly: fatigue had set in. From that point on, it was no longer a question of if, but when.

By Round Five, the crowd was growing restless. Many boxing purists — and let’s be honest, people who simply despise Jake Paul — wanted Joshua to end the fight in the opening round. Paul surviving past one round was seen by some as an insult to Joshua rather than a credit to Paul.

What these critics conveniently forget is that Joshua himself was undergoing a transition.

For the previous six weeks, he had trained exclusively with the Ukrainian team of Oleksandr Usyk, whose approach to boxing is built around a very different rhythm, movement pattern, and sense of timing. It is a style that values patience, control, and accumulation over brute force — a marked shift from the seek-and-destroy approach many fans expect from a heavyweight with Joshua’s power.

By the end of Round Five, it was just a matter of time. Joshua was edging closer to landing the decisive shot, while Paul was visibly exhausted.

The end came in Round Six, and it unfolded in predictably brutal fashion.

Trapped in a corner, Paul absorbed a long left to the body before Joshua followed with a powerful straight right to an open-mouthed, unprotected jaw. The sequence perfectly exposed Paul’s lack of high-level boxing experience — not only his failure to adopt a tight, defensive “turtle” posture with hands protecting the temples and face, but more tellingly, his inability to keep his mouth closed under pressure.

It has since been reported that Paul suffered a fractured jaw in two places and lost seven teeth. There is a reason boxing trainers relentlessly insist fighters bite down on their mouthpiece: an open mouth dramatically increases the risk of jaw fractures when absorbing impact.

And rest assured, Paul’s jaw would not have been the only body part aching. His ribs, back, and upper body would have been extremely sore in the days that followed, with medical staff closely monitoring urine color — a standard precaution — to rule out potential kidney damage from sustained body shots.

An awful boxing match?

Post-fight, several former world champions turned expert pundits were scathing in their assessments. Fighters such as Carl Froch and Paulie Malignaggi labelled it an “awful boxing match,” while former women’s world champion Laila Ali felt Joshua should have ended proceedings earlier by cutting off the ring more effectively as Paul circled away.

All valid points — but realistically, did anyone ever consider this a legitimate contest?

At its core, the event was a voyeuristic exercise: a collective experiment in seeing how long Jake Paul could last, with a sizeable portion of the audience hoping to witness the YouTube disruptor finally receive his comeuppance.

Credit must again go to Paul for his ability to draw eyeballs to boxing and promote an event that reportedly saw both combatants walk away with more than $50 million apiece. As a social-media marketer and self-promoter, Jake Paul is undoubtedly elite — arguably the GOAT in that space.

The true test, however, lies in the months ahead.

Paul staggered away with his jaw broken in two places and, on the surface, his health intact — though that is always difficult to assess given the unseen damage that heavy body punches can inflict. Despite surviving five rounds with Anthony Joshua, Jake Paul is still far from a competent professional boxer. His post-fight comments, which included ambitions of challenging for a cruiserweight world title, only reinforced that disconnect.

At the conclusion of the Tyson–Paul fight, I wrote that I hoped Mike Tyson could live out the rest of his days in peace — healthy in mind and body, with no need to throw another punch.

This time, the wheel has turned.

I wish the same for Jake Paul. He understands that boxing has been good to him, financially and culturally. But if he chooses to pursue fights with truly fearsome cruiserweights — fighters like Jai Opetaia — the outcome will not be entertaining, provocative, or profitable.

It will simply not end well.
Not well at all.

 

Meeting Rahaman Ali -and remembering a Rascal

Sometimes life surprises you with a moment you’ll never forget.

In June 20220, at the Muhammad Ali Ceter in Louisville Kentucky, I met Rahaman Ali, younger brother of the Greatest Muhammad Ali. What I expected to be a quiet visit to tick a bucket list item turned into an encounter that reminded me of my boxing coach Australian Olympian (1960) Des Duguid and the lost spirit of a close friend.

With Rahaman Ali’s recent passing I wanted to share this story- part tribute ,part personal reflection- about a warm and gracious man who carried the same spark and dignity that defined the Ali Family. It is also about the way boxing connects people across time ,countries and cultures.


Growing up in Melbourne in the 1960s, most of my mates dreamed of becoming Aussie Rules football stars, cricket immortals like Sir Donald Bradman, Davis Cup tennis champions, or the next Olympic swimming hero like Dawn Fraser.

For me, my dreams always involved boxing. My heroes were local Melbourne boys and world champions Lionel Rose and Johnny Famechon, and far away, in that distant land called the USA ,the GOAT himself — Cassius Clay, later Muhammad Ali.

Fast forward to adulthood, and my career in corporate fitness took me from Australia to a permanent home in Washington, D.C. One item on my bucket list was to visit the Muhammad Ali Center in Louisville, Kentucky.

I’d come close to meeting Ali once before, at a conference in Charlottesville, Virginia. He was in the hotel lobby, but his Parkinson’s was severe by then. He shook uncontrollably, supported byf amily, and I knew that approaching him would be intrusive. It was bittersweet — so near to meeting my hero, but the timing wasn’t right.

In 2022, I finally made the pilgrimage to Louisville. Stepping into the Ali Center, I noticed a tall,older African American gentleman shaking hands with visitors. I thought he might be a retired basketball player, or even ex-heavyweight champion Evander Holyfield. Not wanting to intrue,I kept to the side away from him and his crowd of admirers

Then I heard something.

“Sir, sir! Come here, please.”

I looked around. “Who, me?” I replied.

“Yes, you, sir — please come over,” he said, smiling warmly.

As I approached, he asked, “Are you Irish?”

“Well, I’m actually Australian, but with Irish grandparents,” I replied.

He then reached over, tousled my hair, and said, “You remind me so much of my grand father who was part Irish ,with your hair, and the way you move”

It was a touching moment. “That’s wonderful — it’s great meeting you,” I replied.“Great to meet you too,” he said. “I’m Muhammad’s brother.”

The penny dropped, and so did my jaw. “Oh wow, Rahman?” I stammered, mispronouncing his name in my excitement. I asked for a photo, unaware there was already a queue. “No, don’t go — let’s talk,” he said, as his beautiful grandchildren peppered me with questions about Australia. .Rahaman told me his brother Muhammad had loved Australia. I asked if he’d ever been. “No,” he said, “but I wish I did.”

I then pulled out a photo on my phone of my boxing coach, Des Duguid, a fellow 1960 Olympian representing Australia, with his brother Muhammad taken a few years ago when he visited my hometown of Melbourne.


Des Duguid (left) with Muhammad Ali years later in Melbourne Australia

Rahaman chuckled. “Your coach looks like a rascal. No wonder he and my brother got on.”

Des was indeed a rascal, in the best sense. Like Ali, he had a big personality, a sharp wit, and a deep love for people from all walks of life. Des Duguid had a profound impact on my life and is the reason I’ve spent over 30 years teaching the fitness aspects of boxing — and proudly, in recent years, to the Parkinson’s community as he too like his friend Muhammad Ali suffered from Parkinson’s in his final years.

Two things stood out when I reflected on meeting Rahman. Like many older boxers I’ve met, he had very astute observations about human movement and body language. His comments on my Irish background, my hair, and the way I moved — all in such a short time — spoke to that.

But the most profound part of the meeting wasn’t just the surprise encounter. As we talked, I really felt like I was speaking to Des again. Rahman had the same gentle manner, the same twinkle of mischief in his eyes, the same basic human decency.

Back in D.C., when I told friends about the meeting, they said it was “meant to be Karma, part of life’s mysterious journey.

” Yes maybe that’s true, but I think it says more about Rahaman himself. He was more than Muhammad Ali’s younger brother. He was a fighter in his own right, a man of faith, strength, and dignity who stood proudly in his own legacy.

Deepest sympathies to Rahaman’s family, friends, and all who were touched by his presence.

Rest in peace, Champ — and say Gidday to your big brother from all of us when you step into that big boxing ring in the sky. And while you’re there please give my mate Des Duguid a nudge as well I’m sure he’ll be close by your brothers side reliving their time as 2 loveable rascals in the 1960 Olympic Village.

Rest easy, mate.

Reflections on Fitness and Wellness Leadership at the World Bank

Gidday trendsetters,

I’ve been lucky enough to spend over 25 years helping to build something pretty special at the World Bank Fitness Centers.

In this interview with Bob Malloy from the World Bank Group I chat about the journey — the wins, the lessons, and the brilliant people (especially the volunteers!) who made it all possible.

Have a listen below and enjoy the story behind the scenes . A detailed topic timeline appears underneath the recording

:00–6:00 — Beginnings & Recruitment
Mike shares his surprising journey from Australia to the World Bank in 1993. He reflects on early impressions, relocation challenges, and his initial role managing a small fitness operation.

6:00–12:00 — Program Growth & Early Feedback
As the fitness center formalized under the Health Services Department, Mike began listening to staff suggestions and introduced structured programming. Includes early mentions of volunteer-led ideas like the “Abdominal Express” class.

12:00–13:30 — Volunteers: The Heart of the Program“We couldn’t have had 70+ classes a week without them.”
Volunteers were essential — not only teaching classes but promoting wellness across the Bank. Special mention: Susan Dubas, who continued teaching after retirement.

13:30–18:00 — Community Engagement & External Partnerships
Mike describes outreach with Gallaudet, GWU, veterans groups, and local gyms. Emphasis on service, accessibility, and community-building beyond the Bank.

18:00–24:00 — Organizational Culture & Inclusive Wellness
Describes the shift from exercise-as-discipline to wellness as inclusion. Management support and a fun, culturally-aware environment helped change the culture of fitness.

24:00–30:00 — Recognition & Global Impact
The Bank’s internal fitness program earned global recognition. Mike helped design a fitness center for the African Development Bank in Tunisia.

30:00–36:00 — Reflections, COVID-19 & Lessons Learned
Mike reflects on the pandemic's impact: loneliness, isolation, and the overlooked struggles of the fitness industry. Advocates for holistic wellness and community-minded recovery.

Themes That Emerged

  • Leadership through service and empowerment

  • Volunteers as essential community builders

  • A shift from performance to connection and inclusion

  • The fitness center as a model for institutional culture change

Thanks for tuning in Trendsetters— I hope you enjoyed my interview with the World Bank Development reflections Unit

If something resonated with you, feel free to hit the like button, share this with a friend or colleague, or drop a comment below. I’d love to hear your thoughts, questions, or even your own reflections on wellness, leadership, or volunteering. Cheers for stopping by and Keep punching !!!

Mike Tyson v Jake Paul : The sadness started with the ring walk !

Mike Tyson v Jake Paul, it started with the ring walk !

From the outset I didn’t buy into the pre-fight promotional narrative that Mike Tyson is “training the house down and has reignited skills that will destroy Jake Paul”.  Impressive choreographed training montages don’t necessarily translate into real boxing skills, particularly for a 58 year old ex-boxer with a history of back problems

Conveniently forgotten was the fact that Tyson lost 3 of his last 4 fights when he retired 19 years ago.  By the end of his 15year career he was a spent force. So all of a sudden he was suddenly going to return to his true Iron Mike golden era when he was between 20-23 years of age in 1987-90?  Absolute Nonsense!

But Still, like a lot of boxing fans, I harbored some hope that Iron Mike would  find 10 seconds of his youth  and corner Jake Paul to  pound  what Sally Jenkin of the Washington Post says is,” the most punch able face in the history of punched faces.“

 The Ring Walk

My worries started with the ring walk.  Ex-athletes usually have a rhythmic, purposeful stride that denotes confidence and worldliness accumulated over a lifetime of contests whatever their particular sport.  Tyson had a halting compromised walking gait that lacked fluidity of movement.  He reminded me of (and I mean no disrespect) an 81 year old President Joe Biden and neurologically affected clients I have worked with in my over 30 years in the Fitness Industry.

 Iron Mike has been less than iron for some time. In 2015 he had surgery to his back after he fell heavily after attempting to ride one his kids hover boards

Of course this is purely speculation. I’m not a doctor so I’m not in a position to diagnose underlying medical/neurological problems but given his history and continued problems with crippling sciatica… well it seems like at least “informed speculation”.

Roy Jones comments

 I’ve met many boxers over the years and found that nearly all of them have very astute observations about human movement in and out of the ring. My old boxing coach Aussie Olympian Des Duguid springs to mind, along with Muhammad Ali’s brother Rahman Ali.

From the moment the fight started Roy Jones commentated “ I don’t like the look of Mike’s legs, they just don’t look right”  There was a knee bandage on Tyson’s right knee but this was more than  a knee injury it was his whole gait and compromised movement pattern that Jones was seeing and commentated on throughout  the fight.

Peek a Boo Boxing Style

As renowned trainer Teddy Atlas has often stated, the peek a boo style with gloves held close to the face and quick side to side head movement ,relies on extremely fast movement and razor sharp reflexes. Mike Tyson lost those quick reflexes and movement years ago. By the time he fought Lenox Lewis in 2004 they were virtually nonexistent.

There’s a reason Mike and Floyd Patterson, both trained by Cus Damato, are the only 2 Heavyweight Champions to use that style.

With all of this in mind a 28 year old man in his prime with a 4 inch height and 6 inch reach advantage   in a huge ring has it tailor made for him to keep away and out of harm.

Even a 58 year Mike Tyson with crippling back problems can still hurt you. If the fight was in a telephone booth, not a 20 foot ring, Iron Mike would still pulverize Jake Paul and most other human beings walking the plan

A word or 2 on Jake Paul

Jake Paul could have really hurt Mikes Tyson in the late rounds when he clearly was getting tired. It’s to Paul’s credit that he did not do this out of respect for Tyson.

No doubt Jake Paul is a Master Promoter.  If he can generate so much revenue that reportedly leaves him getting $40million and Tyson $20 million more power to him. It can also be said that he brings attention to the boxing world that it normally wouldn’t have so in the long run it’s good for all Boxers.

Maybe so, but there are still many of us old boxing purists out there who feel that it cheapens boxing and makes it seem that almost can anyone could get in a ring and do it.

If  Jake Paul  continues to dodge fights with real boxers and chooses retired old UFC  fighters and Boxers I hope his next choice is one of the recently retired ex champs who are still relatively young like Carl “the Cobra” Froch or Andre Ward.  This would see him totally exposed as a good, competent YouTube fighter but not in any way a world championship caliber boxer.  I note that ex world Cruiserweight Champ Tony Bellew crashed the pre-fight press conference to question Jake Paul’s legitimacy.  I wouldn’t like to see that fight because Bellew a self-described “Big Lump” would seriously injure Jake Paul.

Mike Tyson has been through a lot in his life. There is no need to deify him and there have certainly been some people he has legitimately hurt both in boxing and life along the way.  If you read his biography “Undisputed Truth” he should get a gold medal for even being alive. Tyson fully admits all of this and doesn’t try to portray himself as a saint.

Hopefully the $20 million he received serves him and his family well so that we are spared this sad spectacle happening again and Iron Mike Tyson can live the rest of his days in peace with no punches thrown in or out of the ring.