The grip of nostalgia, the theft of perspective. Fury v Joshua could be Ali and Frazier.
Although age usually brings a degree of wisdom, to those of us blessed sufficiently to accumulate the years and decades, it also brings with it the inherent risk of becoming a nostalgic. A condition without physical pain, but one that can effect your eyesight and reason. Too often we, the royal we, because I’ve succumbed... Continue Reading →