The young man talking about his brothers death was so sad to listen to.
I was talking to my friend the other day about some difficulties she had been through. She said I'm tired of having to keep fighting for things over and over again. I feel like this about these young people, there were the older men, yet again in my lifetime, talking about needing initiatives, needing funding, to give these young people value.
And I'm not London, but big inner city born. I've seen these young people look to sports as the only way out of the poverty. It does make me cry sort of angry tears to see it happen again and again. And these were decent articulate young people too. God love them.
I wondered if the likes of Howard Gayle was watching this, and what he thought.
My father's generation had boxing clubs all around, with the older men again doing the training, teaching them discipline, giving them dignity. The same thing, to be good enough to box your way out of poverty.