One of my earliest memories of the sport of boxing was
hearing adults talk about Muhammad Ali. At the time, I was too young to know
the significance of man who I would never meet but whose influence was felt by all
around me.
He was the boxer who claimed to float like a butterfly and
sting like a bee. He was seen as arrogant and an upstart to many. It is easy to
forget that he was very unpopular in the west because of the way in which he
spoke. This was a manner that the racists found distasteful to say the least.
It was only after the fights that he had with Joe Frazier that opinion of him
changed. He began to attain acceptance from a wider audience as his boxing
career dwindled.
He would often refer to himself as 'the greatest' this was
more a taunt to opponents to make them fear him. Rather than to be understood
literally but he was the greatest boxer to ever be, as far as many people are
concerned. He was with Malcolm X in the 'nation of Islam' group and switched
when they found Sunni Islam. He had changed his name from Cassius Clay to
Muhammad Ali. He made the claim that Clay was a slave name and that he is not a
slave. Like many whose family identities were stolen in the cruel chapter of slavery.
Ali chose to determine his life, his present and future.
His greatest fight was outside the ring with Parkinson's
disease. He battled hard in that fight for longer than he was in the ring.
Ali also negotiated with Saddam Hussain for the return of several hostages before the gulf war. He stood up after 9/11 and shook whilst speaking about what Islam is and not what the grim picture that the media painted. His courage was never abated and despite his illness, he was still a champion. Fighting for his people and fighting for the truth.
Ali also negotiated with Saddam Hussain for the return of several hostages before the gulf war. He stood up after 9/11 and shook whilst speaking about what Islam is and not what the grim picture that the media painted. His courage was never abated and despite his illness, he was still a champion. Fighting for his people and fighting for the truth.
He was perhaps the greatest callers of Islam in America
because many heard about it at his hands. The hands of a boxer.
Reflecting on his life, I realised that he had been fighting
for most of his life. He fought the racists in the ring and the disease
outside. He refused the draft of Vietnam because he did not see them as the
enemy. I wonder how many of us would have the courage to speak up in difficult
times. How many us would dare to speak the truth?
He changed the sport of
boxing forever and remains its greatest influence. Even though there are many
good boxers, there was truly one that was the greatest.
May Allah shower your
resting place with mercy, dear Muhammad Ali your fight is over, you can rest.
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