In the old days, when Muhammad Ali was fighting Ken Norton, Joe Frazier and George Foreman, there was a lot of excitement in the heavyweight division, I have to admit it.
Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier!
Frazier was not a big man at all. Frazier was about 5'9, but he would make anyone run. Put up your dukes and cover up because he's coming. He never backed up from anyone.
My first memory of the Garden, it's probably like any other kid in New York: it's either watching the Knicks win the championship or Muhammed Ali against Joe Frazier.
If Bronze Bomber got loose in the streets, it won't be something nice.
They had to debate whether Joe Frazier should be in the Boxing Hall of Fame or not. I'm making sure that it would be a felony to sit down and debate whether or not Bernard Hopkins deserves to be in the hall of fame.
I think I could beat Joe Frazier singing. I was in a Broadway musical called Big Time Buck Wright.
Ali's daughter is fighting and Joe Frazier's daughter is fighting as well.
Joe Frazier got hit more than me - and he doesn't have Parkinson's.
