FIVE years ago, I was losing a world middleweight title fight against Matt Korobov in Las Vegas but thankfully managed to turn around both the fight and my life with one punch.
I think about the fight often. I think about how it changed my life, how I was losing and how, with one punch and a barrage of punches after it, everything changed for me. I knew in the moment this was it. I knew I had to keep punching until the referee stopped the fight.
It was almost like it was destined to be following the tough years; the losses to Brian Vera and Julio Cesar Chavez Jnr and the loss of Emanuel Steward. Around that time, I relocated to London to train with Adam Booth and had to dig into my savings and spend whatever money I had just to live. I had to buy the cheaper groceries. I had to get a runaround car rather than a flashy one. I sacrificed.