Anthony Joshua
He might be £70 million richer, a stone lighter, and far too deferential to his Saudi paymasters for comfort, but ultimately, all that matters to Anthony Joshua is that he is once again the heavyweight champion of the world. With a boxing display full of the guile and calculation that had deserted him in New York six months earlier, he wrested back his four belts from the fleshy midriff of Andy Ruiz and signalled a renewed appetite to dominate this sport’s most brutal division.
It would be a stretch to accuse Joshua of running scared in this fight, but the “Clash of the Dunes”, far from being the thunderous collision that many had envisaged, was a study in the wariness and restraint that Joshua had learned from his first humbling by Ruiz. Determined that he would not make the same mistakes for the encore, he showed off his newly-acquired mastery of defence, never wasting a shot and fending off everything that Ruiz had to throw at him.
True to a pre-fight promise, Joshua refused to celebrate wildly, instead settling for a smile of quiet vindication. The margin of victory on the cards, with two judges scoring in his favour 118-110 and the other 119-109, by no means flattered him. The intention in Ruiz’s camp is to extend this rivalry into a trilogy, but it is an invitation that Joshua, who more than doubled his net worth in 36 one-sided minutes, can afford to resist. He underlined here that his shock defeat six months ago, the only blemish of his professional career, was an aberration that should never have happened.
In many ways, this was a night of the unfamiliar. Not only did it feel jarring to be holding this spectacle in the heart of the Arabian desert, and at the behest of the Saudi regime, but for much of the evening a steady rain fell across this arid landscape. Riyadh receives an average annual rainfall of only four inches, most of it falling on Eddie Hearn’s parade. Perhaps, given the furore over the promoter’s grasping decision to bring the rematch here, it was a form of divine retribution.
Joshua reflected on his work as a masterclass in efficiency. “I’m used to knocking guys out, but the last time, I got caught coming in,” he said. “The sweet science of this sport is about hitting and not getting hit. Stay hungry, stay humble.” Such modesty did him credit, although his treacly praise in the aftermath for Saudi Arabia was more difficult to stomach.
Culled from The Telegraph
