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I am delighted to share news of a new release from author Ian Probert. If you remember the iconic boxing match between Michael Watson and Chris Eubank then you will enjoy this! if you ever wondered about how childhood events impact adult life then you will love this. "Something for everyone."
I hope you enjoy this introduction and excerpt, be sure to comment and share.
A quarter of a century ago journalist and author Ian Probert decided never to write about boxing again. His decision was prompted by the injuries sustained by boxer Michael Watson during his world title fight with Chris Eubank. Now, in common with so many fighters, Probert is making an inevitable comeback. Dangerous sees Probert return to the scene of an obsession that has gripped him from childhood. In the course of numerous meetings with a number of leading figures in the fight game, including Herol Graham, Steve Collins, Michael Watson, Nigel Benn, Ambrose Mendy, Rod Douglas, Frank Buglioni, Kellie Maloney, Glen McCrory and Jim McDonnell among others, Probert takes a look at how lives have changed, developed and even unravelled during the time he has been away from the sport. From an illuminating and honest encounter with transgender fight manager Kellie Maloney to an emotional reunion with Watson himself, Probert discovers just how much the sport has changed during his absence. The end result is one of the most fascinating and unusual books ever to have been written about boxing.
How does Ian describe his book:
"Dangerous is an autobiographical account of the events of last year. Basically, after suffering long-term depression due to the death of my father I sought therapy. The therapist advised me to write about boxing as a means of getting over my depression."
Check out this excerpt from Chapter One
‘I love you,’ says Michael.
Did he just say that? Did he just say he loved me? My shoulders droop and I think about all the wasted years. I think about the contribution I could have made to Michael’s rehabilitation. I think about what I could have done to assist his slow, painful progress towards a kind of recovery, to repay just a little of what he had given to me all those years ago. The regret overpowers me. The sense of betrayal sickens me.