Here’s a fact: you need less than two hands to count how many real boxing writers there are left today. Almost everyone seems to be in the pocket of a promoter, broadcaster, or murderous dictatorship. That this will be the author’s last book about the sport is a shame, part of me hopes it sets up a Fury-esque comeback, but Don McRae is a man whose words wear integrity and they remain punctuated with purpose.
I have read all of Don’s books on boxing and they never disappoint. This is much more personal, though. There’s also sadness in coming to terms with there being no more to come, because we should be thankful for all of The Last Bell’s observations.
Although to a very different disease, I lost my own dad 18 months ago. That’s probably why the premise of this book touched an extra nerve and moved me to tears this week. There is something haunting about seeing the people we love and look up to reach their end, and Don covers this with so much care and honesty.
While my grief gave me some distance from being a helpless boxing obsessive for the first time in 15 years, Don’s sucked him in as deep as ever. What he found in that period was the sport sinking in to a dark period, polluted with death, drugs, and an ambitious authoritarian regime. Nothing new to boxing, you could argue, but the sheer relentlessness of dishonesty, greed, and immorality has been accelerated at an unprecedented rate recently.
The last 7/8 years have been a wild ride in the sport. Maybe we are just more aware of events in this modern digital age. Maybe not, and the people who wield the power are as driven to better themselves as any who came before them. Like parasites, it’s often at the expense of boxing.
There are meaningful stories in this book on the likes of Regis Prograis and Isaac Chamberlain as they try to find their way to self-worth through their status in the sport. The most striking passages, however, are those centred on Eddie Hearn. For me, at least. Some of the pages that document Hearn’s hypocrisy are scathing.
Through involvement in various cases of performance enhancing drugs, Hearn appears to be the most morally bankrupt operator in boxing. He will adopt whatever agenda suits his circumstance as the undisputed #1 P4P figurehead for flexible ethics, regardless of how he acted in similar situations previously.
That we have Don to hold him to account and document the behaviour is a blessing. Hearn isn’t the first promoter to be like this, but he took it to a new level when Conor Benn returned two positive anti-doping tests in 2022. Now Hearn has his own version of older classics, like Boxing Confidential or The Life and Crimes of Don King, to outline how rotten things can become.
There was something sweet about Don’s writing on the increasingly irritating elements of following the sport. From annoying announcers to the travelling circus of YouTubers pretending to be independent media, there are both subtle and explicit observations that feel like small wins for the sane.
The chapters on Patrick Day, the super-welterweight who died from injuries sustained in the ring in 2019, and his loved ones provided the hardest reads. Sharing common themes from Don’s Dark Trade in 1996, these are the types of stories that shouldn’t be lost amidst all of the BS and misinformation we are force fed. It’s hard, but Don helps us to remember what is and who are actually important.