Tyson Fury Was Dominant

Wilder vs. Fury 2 Reaction

Jim Rome
February 24, 2020 - 9:42 am
Tyson Fury and Deontay Wilder

USA Today


It’s been roughly 36 hours since Tyson Fury did what he did on Saturday night, and I still can’t believe it. There were a lot of different ways that fight could’ve gone, but I’m not sure anyone saw it going the way it actually did. With Tyson Fury dominating every single second, from the ring walk on the throne to the victory song in the ring, that was a massive performance. 

So impressive. He didn’t just beat Deontay Wilder, he dominated him, he dominated the night, he dominated the weekend, and put himself on top of the sport. You knew something was about to happen when Tyson Fury turned his ring walk into a ring ride, sitting on a throne, in a red robe and gold crown, singing Patsy Cline’s “Crazy.”

Do that, get knocked out, and at least you had one good moment. Do that, knock out the previously unbeaten champ, the man many consider the most powerful puncher in heavyweight history, do that, after riding in on a throne, and you’re a freaking legend.  

And that’s what Fury did and that’s what he is. He manhandled Wilder. That was a mugging.  A curb-stomping. A hospital job. Pick any phrase you want and it applies here.  And it started from the very first bell. He was quicker, he was faster, bigger, stronger, more aggressive; flat out better. And no, he wasn’t just there to use his superior boxing skills and stay out of the eye of the storm. In theory, it sounded suicidal, but he went right at Wilder; just as he said he would. This wasn’t about self-preservation or using his super boxing ability to outpoint Wilder, or about doing everything in his power to avoid Wilder’s lethal right hand. This was about putting a beating on Wilder, and getting him out of there as quickly as possible. 

Or as he told Mark Kriegel before the fight: “I’m going to drag Wilder to somewhere he’s never been before.”

And then he did just that, administering a severe beating on Deontay. 

He dropped Wilder in the third. Then dropped him again in the fifth.

By the sixth, it was clear, that Wilder homerun WASN’T coming. The ultimate equalizer, that right hand that could seemingly get him out of any bad spot was no longer there for him. Not when he had nothing left in his legs. And no balance at all. Not when he was bleeding from the ear. Not when he hadn’t landed a single meaningful punch since the early minutes of the fight. And not when he was dealing with a bigger, stronger, better man on that night. 

And then in the seventh, with Wilder trapped in the corner, taking a beating and unable to defend himself, his corner had enough. 

I say Wilder’s corner had enough, but it was really just one guy, and it’s a good thing he had; and did something about it, which I’ll get to in a minute. Because this isn’t about Wilder, this is about Fury and what he did, which was pretty much everything.

Again, even crazier than the masterful, near perfect performance, is the fact that Fury called it! He told everyone exactly what he was going to do. And everyone thought he was crazy. And then he went right out and he did it. He wasn’t going to repeat what happened in the first fight, he was going to be the aggressor, he wasn’t going to try to outbox Deontay Wilder, he was going to knock out Deontay Wilder, he was going to take the fight to Deontay Wilder, which seemed completely crazy, until he did it. 

Before he actually did it, that sounded like a guy trying to sell a fight, trying to get a few extra pay-per-view buys with the promise of a reckless attack on the guy with the most power in boxing history. I mean, who would do that? No one smart. 

Especially when you had success out-boxing him in the first fight? Why not just stick to that script and run it back again?

Turns out, Fury didn’t like that script. He said that he learned something in that first fight and he wanted to put it into practice. And he did. He brought in a new trainer, he put on more weight, and went to work. All big risks; all things that would have made him look so bad if he got beat. 

But, he wasn’t crazy, he was smart as hell. He knew exactly what he was doing. 

He didn’t come for a boxing match, he came for a fight. He came for a brawl. And he absolutely dominated it.  

Before the fight, Fury told Kriegel that his father said this would be an easy fight. Correction, not an easy fight, but “one of the easiest fights you’ve ever had.”

That sounded ridiculous at the time. Total hot air. A guy trying to convince himself of something. 

But it was true. That was one of the easiest fights Fury’s ever had. He wasn’t even remotely challenged or tested by Wilder this time around.  

It was a total physical, mental, and psychological domination, right down to the moment where he appeared to be licking Wilder’s blood of his neck. 

Seriously, what was that? Then again, what was any of it?

How do you explain a guy who goes 6’9, 273, who is able to move like that? Fury came in more than 16 pounds heavier than he was in the first fight, and he was still the quicker, more nimble fighter. How do you explain that? How do you explain any of that? 

How do you explain that? How do you square the guy who was leading a sing-along of “American Pie” in the ring after the fight, a guy who seemed like the life of the party, with the guy who made truly horrific and offensive statements in recent years? 

How do you explain that he was actually 400 pounds not that long ago? Four bills!  Legitimately. How do you explain that the guy who just did that, was allegedly abusing cocaine and alcohol on a regular basis not that long ago? How do you explain that the guy the world saw on Saturday night was the same guy who said it wasn’t that unusual to be drinking 18 pints of lager in a night?

And that’s before we get into his battles with depression and suicidal thoughts. A battle that was so crushing that at one point, he said he was driving a Ferrari 190 miles per hour with the intention of ramming into a wall to kill himself.

How does that guy become the most dominant fighter in boxing? And do in such fast order?

How do you explain any of that? And the answer is: I can’t. And if even of you can, I’d love to hear it. But I’m guessing if you I can’t, none of you can. I’m not even sure Fury can. But I do know this, that was one of the best greatest performances by a heavyweight in decades, and while I didn’t expect it coming in, it didn’t take long once the fight began, to know it was going to end. That’s how good Fury was. And if that Fury shows up going forward, Anthony Joshua is going to have a real big problem when it comes time to unify that division. Because if Fury fights the way he did Saturday night and Joshua fights the way he did in his rematch with Andy Ruiz, Joshua has no shot. Less than no shot. And it really be Fury’s world. A World that he wanted no part of; a world he wanted to leave not long ago.  That was an absolutely astonishing and incredible performance Saturday night in Vegas.