Time for Estonia’s sleeper cells to show their colours
Izenberg is, of course, one of the well-worn faces etched onto boxing journalism’s Mount Rushmore along with — to paraphrase Jamie Redknapp — your Mailers, your Hausers, your Lieblings.
He’s trotted out those great yarns earned at the feet of Ali, Frazier and the rest, you suspect, a few times throughout the years. They bare a little repeating.
