The entourage of Razor Ruddock
When Razor Ruddock came to London to take on Lennox Lewis he was far from alone, writes Steve Bunce
BILLY JOE SAUNDERS gathered his closest friends and family in a circle of prayer in the minutes before he walked to the ring last weekend. They could probably hear and feel the crowd above their heads.
There was not an exotic dwarf or golf pro or tap-dancing coach in sight as they closed their eyes and prayed. In entourage terms they lacked the carnage and excess of the travelling circus that Sugar Ray Robinson put together during his European fighting tours. He had a hundred trunks, a six-ton car and a man to apply the pomade. And we all know the stories of Muhammad Ali trying to curb the spending habits of his loyal and vast travelling entourage.