Ali v. Foreman in Ziare -- most experts thought that Foreman was the stronger, better fighter before that fight, and few thought that the older Ali could withstand Foreman's awesome power. The conventional wisdom was that Ali had to figure out a way to avoid Foreman's powerful punches, and then get lucky. Incredibly, in the weeks leading up to the fight Ali mercilessly ridiculed, belittled, baited, and insulted Foreman. Foreman's best qualities were ferocity and power, and Ali was focusing those very strengths-- egging Foreman along, apparently setting up Ali's own destruction. After weeks of this Foreman didnt just want to win the fight, he wanted to tear Ali's head off.
On fight night, Foreman came out swinging with vengeance, power, and hate driving each powerful punch. And instead of dancing away as everyone expected, Ali took the punches, took them then invited Foreman to throw more; talking, taunting, insulting Foreman, tempting Foreman, Rope-a-Doping as if he had a death wish. Foreman's actions werent controlled by concious choice or plan, he was fighting by instinct. Foreman was spellbound by his own power, his own fury, his animosity toward Ali. He wasnt there to win, he was there to settle all scores by the oldest and purest means. He would kill Ali, with his own powerful hands. Ali was the Line of Charm, and Foreman was so bewitched that he could not even contemplate doing anything but trying to hurt Ali with every punch.
And then, in the 6th, Foreman snapped out of it. Some at ringside said that suddenly, for a split second, an austonished look of recognition came over Foreman's face, followed closely by a look of helplessness and despair. He had awoken from Ali's spell, Ali's potion had worn off. It was only for a blink, but those that were there were chilled. Ali saw it to, and reacted as if knew it was coming. Even though the fight wouldnt end until the 8th, it was over. Not only had Foreman failed to kill Ali, but now realized that he couldnt. But it was too late to start boxing. Foreman was exhausted. He had nothing left.
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