Power Glory Fury

Five knockdowns, titanic punching power and a KO win for WBC Heavyweight Champion Tyson Fury, with Referee Russell Mora instantly waving off the fight at one minute and ten seconds of round eleven, after a short devastating right had dropped former Champion Deontay Wilder, who pitched face forward to the canvass, stunned and utterly exhausted, after giving his utmost all and going out on his shield, in front of an ecstatic 15,000 fans at the T Mobile Arena in Las Vegas. Wow and Pow!

This fight had everything that makes heavyweight Boxing so spectacular and thrilling. In round one, Wilder was showing his “Bronze Bomber” mettle, jabbing effectively to the gigantic two hundred and seventy-seven pounds six feet nine body of the Gypsy King, who bided his time to unleash a big left right combination to the head, which was defiantly answered by another clubbing and resounding right to body from Wilder. Fury then found the range landing a big right to the head and a huge right to the side of Wilder`s face, seconds before the bell.

In round two a hard right to the body from Fury, which was met with a measuring left and then a cracking right to the head from Wilder. Fury who was almost forty pounds heavier was leaning on Wilder in the clinches, while Wilder was using jabs much more effectively than in their second encounter.

In the next round Referee Russell Mora warned Fury for clinching. Fury threw and landed a big right and then got clipped with two big rights. Two huge rights from Fury, the second of which dumped Wilder on the canvass. Wilder got up and after the count he ate another big right and a sweeping right uppercut. Wilder ended the round sagging against the ropes. The bell ending the round must have been sweet music to his ears.

Even more sensation in round four! Wilder summoned up all his potent power and dropped Fury with a massive right. Fury got up and another right put him down even harder. He got up and his already pale face was ashen, but he summoned up sporadic retaliation until the bell rang.

Determined to retain the regained initiative in round five, Wilder instantly launched into the fray, but was checked with an accurate right from Fury. Feisty Referee Mora, who was dwarfed by these two giants, but masterfully in command, parted them from a clinch and scolded Fury for pushing HIS hands down. A winging right hand hurt Wilder, who himself was trying to measure Fury with weathervane left jabs to drop his right-hand bomb once again. After the round ended, Fury stared long and hard at his opponent. He`d tasted Wilder`s power, been momentarily chastened by it, but had weathered the typhoon.

In round six, Fury was artfully seeking to get in close, to prevent Wilder gaining leverage on his punches and smothering him with his vast half tonnage. A mouse had appeared under Fury`s left eye, but Wilder`s right eye was also swelling, and blood was trickling from his mouth. A left right combination from Fury followed by a short right. Wilder slipped to the canvass, but not from a punch. Leaden exhaustion was beginning to set in. More rights from Fury who trapped him on the ropes.

More mounting Fury pressure in round seven and windmill uppercuts, but at the end of the round, Wilder lifted his right arm aloft. In the eighth, fatigue was eating into and seeping deeper into Wilder. A huge right hand wobbled him. Before round nine started the Ring Doctor approached and took a long hard look at him. Fury clipped him with a left hook to the head and then a thudding right to the ribcage. But then a big right to head from Wilder until he was forced on to the ropes where he was mauled.

Fury right on to the attack in the tenth and it paid dividends because a short powerhouse right dropped a weary open-mouthed Wilder, who was bleeding from his left ear. Determined not to go out without a roar, Wilder got up and fought back to land a slamming left right combination on Fury`s head, momentarily swinging the pendulum of pressure back in his favour. The finest way to avoid being clocked.

The end came in the eleventh. A terrific right to the head from Fury, forced a wilting Wilder on to the ropes, a right uppercut and then the crunching short right which put him down for the final time. There he lay. He`d given literally everything he could, every ounce of effort and power and he was totally drained with nothing left in the tank. Referee Russell Mora took one look and stopped it.

The best to last in this extraordinary trilogy. Tyson Fury had diced with and courted near disaster, but survived the test of fire, and got up from two knockdowns to win a slugfest which will forever be remembered in Fight City.

He pulled on a black WBC T shirt given to him by World Boxing Council President Mauricio Sulaiman. He then said: “He gave me a run for my money. Thank you everyone who came to show their love for my Sport. I went and pulled it out of the bag. When the chips are down, I can always deliver. Vegas I love you baby!” And then taking the microphone he sang: “Walking in Memphis.”

This was a !!! night to remember in Sin City.