As a boxer, Ricky Hatton was a relentless, explosive force of nature. Preternaturally talented, most of his fights ended early, often thanks to that vicious left hook that became his ‘Hitman’ trademark.
But he could go the distance too. A ferocious body puncher, he had the stamina to sustain his attacks over 12 rounds when needed. He thrived in close-quarters combat, roughing opponents up with powerful short hooks and uppercuts.
His style wasn’t the prettiest.
To the purist it might have looked scrappy, but scrappy isn’t a bad word to describe Hatton. It was a fighting style that matched his down-to-earth, working-class approach to life.
What you saw is what you got.
It was an approach that left him exposed. Defence was never his priority, and he could be hurt, especially by faster, m