M18CTID
Well-Known Member
Not often that the death of someone I didn't know - albeit I did meet him a couple of times - knocks me as sideways as this. Devastating news which somewhat overshadowed yesterday's win for me. I was lucky enough to be there when he beat Kostya Tszyu in 2005 which for me was one of the greatest nights in British boxing history. Tszyu was a fantastic fighter who had a habit of making decent fighters look silly. Zab Judah's famous chicken dance in Vegas a few years earlier a classic case in point. Funnily enough, Ricky was at that fight and he told Tszyu that he was hoping he could fight him one day. I won't lie - I thought Tszyu would be too strong for him so for Hatton to not only win the fight but have Tszyu quit on his stool was the stuff of dreams.
I know he never quite hit those heights again, although there were still some memorable wins such as the one over Castillo, but one thing he didn't do was shy away from taking on the best fighters. I thought he did ok against Mayweather but didn't do himself justice against Pacquaio. By Ricky's own admission, his love of beer and fast food cut short his career. He never failed to make the weight for his fights but the effort he had to put in to do that must've taken its toll. You can probably get away with that if you're taking on lower calibre fighters but when you're up against the best it's going to be an issue. That's the way he chose to live his life though and no-one can say it was boring.
I honestly thought he had a decent handle on his mental heath issues - unlike a lot of people, Ricky wasn't ashamed to talk about it which is often seen as a huge positive so what happened came as a big shock.
One funny story I have was following the last game at Maine Road. I was in Yates's in town and I asked him to sign my season ticket. I grabbed a pen from behind the bar and handed it to him. From memory, it was one of those shitty William Hill pens and the ink ran out halfway through his signature! I'll never forget the look of disdain on his face - thankfully, I snaffled another pen and got the full autograph in the end.
RIP Hitman
I know he never quite hit those heights again, although there were still some memorable wins such as the one over Castillo, but one thing he didn't do was shy away from taking on the best fighters. I thought he did ok against Mayweather but didn't do himself justice against Pacquaio. By Ricky's own admission, his love of beer and fast food cut short his career. He never failed to make the weight for his fights but the effort he had to put in to do that must've taken its toll. You can probably get away with that if you're taking on lower calibre fighters but when you're up against the best it's going to be an issue. That's the way he chose to live his life though and no-one can say it was boring.
I honestly thought he had a decent handle on his mental heath issues - unlike a lot of people, Ricky wasn't ashamed to talk about it which is often seen as a huge positive so what happened came as a big shock.
One funny story I have was following the last game at Maine Road. I was in Yates's in town and I asked him to sign my season ticket. I grabbed a pen from behind the bar and handed it to him. From memory, it was one of those shitty William Hill pens and the ink ran out halfway through his signature! I'll never forget the look of disdain on his face - thankfully, I snaffled another pen and got the full autograph in the end.
RIP Hitman
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