I recently interviewed the boxer Anthony Crolla. I had always wanted to interview a boxer. There were questions I had always puzzled over. Such as whether Hollywood really depicts the life of a boxer correctly: drinking raw eggs at the crack of dawn springs to mind.
What surprised many was that Sonny Bill was even in the fight after just a handful of professional bouts - the first five against over-matched tomato cans and club fighters - and already looks a prospect.
In Powell's eyes glints a steel. Periodically he checks the phone before him on the table. He possesses the unmistakable aura of the driven man, forever in demand. I ask him how he originally got into the game, when his phone rings. He takes the call. It's business.
It's as if Mundine is trying to be Muhammed Ali, but even mentioning those two names in the same sentence leaves me feeling dirty. Ali did pick on his opponents, but with such flair and intelligence it became less about his opponent and more about the theatre of the whole thing.
After weeks of spraying incoherent insults like a broken sprinkler, and then refusing to shake hands with Daniel Geale following their fight, Anthony Mundine has today released a simple one-sentence statement.
This is Frank Buglioni, the 23-year-old north Londoner and super middleweight fighter training out of the TRAD TKO Boxing Gym in Canning Town. It's a professional gym, so it's all business as fighters hone their bodies into liquid iron.
The beauty of losing fat/building muscle is that it is a science. In this blog, I will explain why I am not a fan of redundant 'cardio', why men should change their workouts more and also make an impassioned plea for women to start resistance training.
Those who didn't like Ali dismissed him as all mouth. Many who write off Obama make a similar point. All he can do is talk, they will say, great at campaigning but not at leading. They're wrong. Never have Barack Obama's gifts as a communicator been as needed by America as they are right now.
New film franchises like the Die Hard, Mission Impossible, Matrix, Batman and Bourne series have kept the box office ticking over. But they have also become dangerously generic. What really makes a memorable movie punch-up?