In Sydney, Australia the skies have opened as we mourn the passing of another great man; Muhammed Ali.
Born Cassius Marcellus Clay, Ali was best known for his skills in the boxing ring; winning 56 of his 61 fights.
Modestly named “The Greatest”, he was acknowledged for his fight talk. I loved the way he knew he was as his nickname suggests – The Greatest. No maybes, or I’d like to be but rather, he was.
But, like many great people, he stood for more than boxing. He was also a civil rights campaigner and poet who pushed the boundaries of sport, race and nationality.
I admire anyone with passion, fierce determination and fights for causes greater than oneself. He was one such man.
Thank you for the wise words, Ali; here are some of my favourites:
I hated every minute of training, but I said, ‘Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even.
There are no pleasures in a fight, but some of my fights have been a pleasure to win.
Champions aren’t made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them—a desire, a dream, a vision. They have to have last-minute stamina, they have to be a little faster, they have to have the skill and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill.