After the boxer’s 21st professional win in 2013 Manhattan’s bars felt the full force of the future world champion – with our correspondent along for the rideThis was not going to end well.
It’s 9.30pm on a Saturday night in 2013 and I’m walking down 33rd Street in midtown Manhattan with two dozen blind-drunk Mancunians who are kicking at everything that’s not bolted down,tottering into traffic and hurling slurs at confused taxi drivers, threatening to fight any passer-by who deigns to compose eye contact, and a trail of smashed sidewalk signs and overturned newspaper stands in their wake.
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Source: theguardian.com