LAS VEGAS – The 105-degree temperature outside felt balmy compared to the steamy conditions inside the cramped Zuffa Gym. Ricky Hatton, wearing a long sleeve shirt and long pants and oblivious to a pack of suffering journalists waiting more than two hours to speak to him, pushed himself through a rigorous workout.
When he finally removed his heavy top, he revealed a chiseled abdomen, at least temporarily shelving the "Ricky Fatton" nickname he derisively was given for often reporting to training camp more than 50 pounds over the 140-pound super lightweight limit.
This wasn't the fun-and-games Hatton who repeatedly talked of erections and hitting the night clubs in the days before his Las Vegas debut in January against Juan Urango. In his place was a grim-faced, 28-year-old determined, once and for all, to cement his legacy as one of the game's great fighters.
He's 42-0 and has held world titles at super lightweight and welterweight, which is usually the kind of record that gets themRead More »from Fighting for respect