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Sure, a beer belly might lurk beneath the heavy rubber sweat suit. But the fighter I'm watching deftly cuts off the ring, attacks quickly, then zips back before the counter can come. No way he could be the 5-foot-6 fighter who balloons from or to a postfight weight of The bell sounds.
A breather. Most fight camps are notoriously private, but Hatton prefers an open house. Friends, family, strangers -- everyone is welcome.
Hatton stops pacing long enough for Graham to pour water into his mouth from a bottle. But instead of swallowing it, the fighter winks at a redheaded kid standing ringside, then leans over the ropes and spits a stream of water at the back of a bystander -- a British boxing commissioner. The crowd howls. Later, when Hatton finishes sparring, I wander off to look at the photos taped to the gym's back wall.
Hatton fighting as an amateur. Hatton dressed as a Spice Girl. But one picture stands out. The man's face is pasty and bloated, like a sculptor's half-finished marble bust.
On his head sits a gold, cardboard crown. Below, his wide-open mouth devours a Whopper. A message is scrawled across the top in black marker: "I am bigger, fatter and more round than ever, and it's all thanks to Burger King.
The Brooklands Hotel in Barnsley, once a booming coal-mining town an hour northeast of Manchester, has about as much charm as the Bates Motel.
The fighter, dressed in black pants and shirt, shares the VIP table in the banquet room with former super middleweight champs Steve Collins and Richie Woodhall.
For the past hour, Hatton has been watching everyone around him eat. He'd love a taste of the soup cream of vegetable or a bite of the chicken Diane seared chicken breast with a mustard, brandy and mushroom cream sauce or a nibble of the dessert jam sponge with custard.
But the champ is six weeks into his prefight training regimen, so he sticks with coffee and chewing gum. Hatton might be the only one here watching his figure, but he's certainly not the only athlete for whom counting calories is a way of life.
To varying degrees, wrestlers, gymnasts, runners, figure skaters and many other jocks monitor their weight as if their careers depended on it, which they often do. Not all cut 40 pounds before every competition, but most have spent nights watching others eat. As the plates are cleared, a voice booms over the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, Ric-ky Hat-ton!
Hatton walks to the podium, grabs the mike and waves. A group at a table in the back breaks out into a version of "Winter Wonderland": "Walk-ing in a Hat-ton Wonderland! A pleasure listening to 'em eat for the last hour.
Ricky Hatton, comedian? Believe it. What follows is a minute stand-up act that's not only well-timed and funny, but completely unexpected from a fighter whose ring name is the Hitman. He riffs on his weight, Manchester United he supports rival Manchester City and women. But the central theme is a humorous, heartfelt summary of his life.
However, a degree of caution should be attached to excessive praise because it was not a new Hatton in the ring — it was simply an appearance by a fresher and faster Hatton from a few years ago. Hatton's split, after 12 years and 45 fights, with Billy Graham deserves more than just a footnote under the tributes for Mayweather's contribution. In the moments after McGirt put an end to the fight, the celebrations inside the Hatton family area at ringside were understandably ecstatic.
Once again there exists a mood of optimism inside Team Hatton and already their gaze is fixed on the outcome of a fight that takes place in Las Vegas on 6 December between Oscar De La Hoya and Manny Pacquiao. Hatton has placed himself firmly in the leading position to meet the winner in a fight that will shatter the record for a fight involving a British boxer. De La Hoya, whose promotional company Golden Boy works closely with Hatton's, has agreed in principle to fight the Mancunian at Wembley Stadium next summer.
There are, it has to be said, dozens of potential problems because that is the way business in the world of boxing takes place. A poorer one is the obvious answer ,because Hatton has a trio of potential fights at light welterweight that could be made in about three seconds, but none of them would generate 20 per cent of his end of a showdown against De La Hoya.
It is worth remembering that the only thing that ever makes sense in the boxing world revolves around the cash. If you're coming in stones overweight into the gym like I used to do you're not going to get one.
I probably could have got more out of myself performance-wise and maybe even a few more years if I'd lived the life better and looked after my body more. Hatton, who is now training fighters, recently showed he can still pack an explosive punch. I wouldn't change a thing because that's what it was. If I had gone to bed at seven every night like a Buddhist monk, I don't think I would have had the following. As for training, that's what I tell all my fighters.
Bed at 7pm. Do as I say, not as I do. Hatton recently displayed to his fans that he can still pack a punch during a lockdown gym session on Wednesday. The year-old, who held titles at welterweight and super-lightweight, posted a training clip on Instagram as he unleashed a succession of power shots.
Hatton commented: 'Done 1 n half stone in during lockdown. Noticed it today when had a blast on the bag. The former boxer posted the explosive training clip on social media for all of his fans to see. The views expressed in the contents above are those of our users and do not necessarily reflect the views of MailOnline.
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