Sugar makes way for latest ‘great white hopeless’
Angelo Dundee last month and now Bert Sugar. The old guard is really crumbling. I was very fortunate to meet Mr Sugar at a boxing press conference in Manhattan last summer. It was nothing but a brief and essentially insignificant encounter for that old doyen of this sporting life but it did mean my sycophantic bucket list was a tad lighter.
Floyd Mayweather and Victor Ortiz were the fighters in the spotlight that hot morning near Times Square but Mr Sugar circled the room with a swagger that was infinitely more authentic, his star appeal fuelled by that unlit cigar and majestic fedora.



