Remember the first fight? It was like watching your mate try to assemble flat-pack furniture while a toddler keeps stealing the Allen key. Usyk danced around Dubois like a caffeinated squirrel, while Dubois looked like he was trying to punch a ghost in a phone booth. Then came that low blow—the one that had everyone gasping like a soap opera audience. The referee gave Dubois more time to recover than my broadband provider gives me after a price hike.
Now, Sky Sports Box Office is asking you to fork out again. It’s the same feeling you get when your mechanic says, “Well, the fix didn’t quite take, so we’ll need another go.” You sigh, you grab your wallet, and you pray this time the engine doesn’t explode in the middle of the M25.
Why You’ll Watch It Anyway (We All Do)
Here’s the thing about being a boxing fan: we have the memory of a goldfish and the optimism of a man who buys lottery tickets every Friday. You tell yourself, “This time it’ll be a classic. This time I won’t fall asleep by round four.” Then you order the PPV, crack open a beer, and settle in like it’s the Super Bowl of domestic squabbles.
Dubois has a new trainer, which is like giving a struggling chef a different spatula. He says he’s hungrier now—which is code for “I spent the last year in the gym eating steamed chicken and regretting every carb I ever loved.” Meanwhile, Usyk is still the king of awkward angles, a man who moves like he’s on roller skates while everyone else is wearing flip-flops.
Oleksandr Usyk takes magnificent KO victory over Daniel Dubois to
