Tom Wiggins, Letter Carver & Writer

Worst Haiku Ever Rubbish, Rubbish, Rub- a-dub-dub, three men in a  Jerome K. Jerome.  Tuesday Haiku  Behind at college. How will I fly to the moon  before the term ends? {Film Spoiler Alert} Creed Haiku  #1 Time to get fast-tracked to a fight with the scouser with my dead dad's name.  Creed Haiku  #2 Yo Rocky, train me! Everyone you knew is dead and you might die soon.  Creed Haiku  #3 My name IS NOT Creed.   Well, okay - maybe it is.  Where's my title shot?  Creed Haiku  #4 My route to success:   bypass the amateur ranks  and fight the world champ. Creed Haiku  #5 Oh, did I tell you -  leave the mansion out of this! - I've been to juvey.   

When David Haye steps into the ring on Saturday night, he will return to a different age in British heavyweight boxing.   It will be three and a half years since his last fight against Derek Chisora and he will find that the hierarchy has changed significantly.   Tyson Fury rules the roost as the self-confessed Gypsy King, complete with a Klitschko scalp, a swathe of world title belts and the title of Ring Magazine Fighter of the Year.   Meanwhile, David Price - once touted as a future world champion – suffered back-to-back losses against a 41 year-old Tony Thompson, which left the Liverpool man considering his future in the sport.   Then you have Anthony Joshua - the nation’s Great Hope - whose own professional career didn’t begin until over a year after Haye took leave of the ring.   The 26 year-old has already established himself as a world title hope by dispatching all 15 of his opponents well within the allocated distance.    In being so clini...

It was the fight that was going to hand Carl Froch the glue that would seal his boxing legacy.  A domestic fight against a man eleven years his junior.  George Groves had never fought for a world title, while this was Froch's eleventh consecutive world title fight.  Froch: lightening-fast, hard as nails, granite-chinned with bombs in both hands.  Our best pound-for-pound fighter who can count himself among only a handful of British boxers who went to America and won.  And George Groves.  Who'd lost Adam Booth, his trainer, a few weeks earlier because he was more interested in training David Haye, his now-retired stablemate.  Groves.  Unbeaten, but only so up to commonwealth level.  A chin largely untested.  Mortal enemy of James Degale, who thinks he's ugly, but whom Groves had beaten as an amateur and as a professional.  But Degale is no Froch.  Froch came second in a super middleweight contest to end all others: The Super Si...