By Frank Bartolini

January 2019, All the marquee  arenas in the western hemisphere that  host boxing are located in cities of reputed glamour and glitz. London’s Wembley Stadium , Manhattans, Madison Square Garden  and any large arena in Las Vegas are renowned for different reasons. Las Vegas for  lights and glitter, Madison Square Garden’s  illustrious history plus its midtown  address and Wembley’s enormity and raucous fans within a gentlemanly behaved London, England  . Brooklyn New York is not as cultured as London or glamorously Manhattan trendy. “Forget about it!”,  Brooklyn will never  match the gilded gaudiness of Vegas. With its endemic personality Brooklyn can boast that there is no other place like it on the planet. Located in ethnically diverse Downtown Brooklyn, The Barclay Center holds its own at hosting pro prizefighting  events with any of the aforementioned sites. A walk up crowd on the evenings affairs, always fills any remaining  seats with enthusiasm.

Lobby at the Hampton Inn filling up with undercard prizefighters and their crews awaiting to grab shuttle ride to Barclays Center.

Striding through the revolving doors onto the concrete. In front of me an idling mini bus AKA “ The Shuttle”.  To my right  a block away, the Manhattan Bridge crosses the East River connecting Downtown Brooklyn to what was formerly known as the “Five Points District” and currently named “China Town”. Google Maps informs, in the opposite direction from that span, it is just over  a mile and a half  down Flatbush Ave  onto Atlantic Ave for a pedestrian  to arrive at the Barclay Center. Forsook a free lift and decided to hoof it. A  blatant lie about this  choice, would suggest getting some fresh air but the soot stained facades of the tall buildings would imperiously disprove that phrase.

Lights changing, voices rising, humans strutting and jogging,as automobiles roll in both directions,  Downtown  Brooklyn is in constant motion.

A twenty something guy approaches me from the rear “Excuse me sir. I’m sorry to bother you. My mother is sick and I have to see her. I lost my wallet with  my paycheck  in it. Could you please give me fifteen dollars for the bus to Long Island”

As I examined a lucid, cleared eyed inquisitor it was  easy to deduce he was no junkie. Further inspection found him wearing a pair of suede, leather accented Timberland boots. My thoughts, were that this grifter did have a job,  his billfold and scored chump change scheming  . Interesting that a cheap flim flam artist chose me as a easy mark . A bit insulted,  I replied “NO” and brushed off this Millennial con man.

As always a pretzel and diet coke  were purchased from,  Kurdish looking street vendor. Sitting  in front of  the arena, this author began to chow,  as a queue  formed  outside of The Barclay Center.

Dibella Entertainment in association with Premier Boxing Champions hosts nights of fights inside The Barclays. Assuredly these two associates are always going to deliver a quality slate.

Polish countrymen come in multitudes to  The Barclays supporting any native who climbs between the ropes. When  heavyweight Adam Kownacki of Poland crushes foe’s, the PA system churns out Poland’s national anthem,  initiating a resounding vocal harmonizing in univision among the faithful.

Pound for Pound coronation of Errol Spence Jr as the best in the land has been supported by this venue.  As well as Deontay Wilder proving he can whip anyone he hits with his concrete shattering right hand.

Brooklyn has a unique style and it’s residents have a accented speech that is recognized     globally. Sporting fans  world wide should acknowledge the Barclay Center importance to paid  fist trading.

Following morning……Bumps, bruises, scratches, stitches, hurt ego’s indulged in The Hampton Inns continental breakfast. Managers and trainers discuss future moves and possibilities over syrup soaked waffles and sausages. Some defeated boxers smile and enjoy the meal with friends. Dining alone  conquered pugilist chewed his  food with his head down until some good nature fellows see his discourse and pull up next to him with assuring words, that everything  will be alright. Within moments this beaten man sits up in his seat and grins as he shovels grub through a pair of fat lips. When it is time to leave,  the victors jump up and rush to the shuttle anxious to get home and tell tales of grandeur. Boxing close knit fraternal members bid adieu to one another. Back through the revolving doors for the last time this weekend carrying a  suitcase and briefcase I walk to a fifty dollar a night parking garage  Get my car, pay my fee, eventually cross the Verrazano Bridge on my way home to “Champions Rest” as Brooklyn maintains it’s perpetual motion.

Personally finished the 2018 boxing year where I started it at The Barclays It began  last January when Errol Spence defended his welterweight  world championship laurels throwing Lamont Peterson a beating. Ending eleven months later  as this author viewed the Charlo twins fill the venue with a near sellout crowd that booed disputed decisions in both their bouts.

Boxing future is bright as the blue lettered marquee of  The Barclays. The sport is filled with talent globally and a billion dollars of revenue is being invested into the game by media outlets DAZN, Fox network, ESPN+ and Showtime cable. All this cash will  make bouts happen,. No need for fortune tellers crystal ball to see 2019 appears to be a great year for pugilism……Until next time…Keep Punching!

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