http://www.examiner.com/boxing-in-national/down-goes-smokin-joe-frazier-michael-...Here's part of the article.
Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier!
Yes, liver cancer has taken former world heavyweight champion Joe Frazier but the memories linger on.
It's not hard to imagine. Even an atheist or an agnostic might be able to conjure up the vision of trainer Eddie Futch (tutor of Coach Freddie Roach) and Fray-ziuh (how Muhammad Ali would draw out the pronounciation) and Smokin' Joe behind St. Peter's Gate.
Their lively debate is, of course, should Futch have stopped the aptly named Thrilla In Manila when he did or should he have let Joe stagger to the finish line.
Howard Cosell is there--right there--to referee their debate.
Let me share with you some of my indelible memories of Frazier and, from Jump Street, please be advised I was always what Joe called "a Clay man."
Back in the days when they rumbled, young man, rumbled, you had to choose. No one of my generation liked both The Beatles and The Rolling Stones, you chose either one.
Stones man, Clay man, some passing thoughts about this icon named Frazier.