Public Letter to Zab
My Friend Zab Judah Won
The record will not reflect a "win" for last nights bout with Miguel Cotto. History will not reflect in "punch stats" or the "judges scorecards" that Zab Judah came out on top.
Instead of the cheers from adoring fans, he will be left with a silent walk back to the dressing room, everyone will be too afraid to say the wrong thing to him, he will quietly get dressed and someone will take him to the hospital to get his eye stitched up, as will his opponant. Perhaps the two warriors will be in the same emergency room getting sewn up, and both will carry the battle scars from the fight for the rest of their lives. They are forever joined together - blood brothers now, one, gets the adoration, one, gets the jeers, but now and forever both men will look back and remember the other with a mutual respect that only true warriors know.
On this night my friend Zab Judah won, oh, he lost the fight - true enough, but he won the "big" one. He won the respect of the naysayers, the people who said he wouldn't last 3 rounds with the Champion. Those who said he has never had the heart of a Champion. (even though he has been the Undisputed Champion already, and a 2 Time Champion at that) The critics who said he could never keep his head together. Those armchair boxing
know-it-alls who have never put on the gloves, never even been to a boxing gym, some of them have never even been to a fight or in a fight for that matter - Zab beat them too.
You see, my friend Zab Judah showed the entire world that he is a fighter, not just a flashy boxer, not just a speed demon, he showed the world that he is a proud modern day gladiator - the kind that goes out on his shield - the kind of fighter that can be away from the arena for an entire year and still be able to step into the ring with the Champion and not only hold his own, he could still buckle the knees of the Champion with a single shot.
Put my friend Zabs' performance into perspective - could a track star take a year off and then go straight into the the Olympics and be able to hold his or her own?
How about a pro football team, could they take the entire year off and then hold their own against the defending Superbowl Champions - in the Superbowl at that!?
Zab Judah won the respect of the people that matter most - his fellow warriors, and more than that - he proved to himself that he is now the fighter he always wanted to be in his own heart...
I am VERY PROUD of you Zab.
Your Friend,
JD Lyons