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NYT : In Muhammad Ali, an Example of a Truer Kind of Bravery in Sports

Ali é um dos meus ídolos no esporte em geral , o cara era muito bom mesmo no pugilismo , mas a morte o nocauteou.

Tweet da filha de Muhammad Ali (Foto: Reprodução / Twitter)
Em uma postagem no Twitter, a filha de Muhammad Ali, Hana Ali, afirmou que o coração do pai anda bateu por 30 minutos após a parada dos outros órgãos. "Um verdadeiro testamento da força de seu espírito", disse.

I was not yet a teenager when I wandered into the living room of our rent-controlled apartment on the Upper West Side. I saw my parents sitting silently by our black-and-white television, listening as a young black boxer, Muhammad Ali, talked. He was saying he would not serve in the Army and he would not fight those Vietcong. “My conscience won’t let me go and shoot them,” Ali said in that rat-a-tat-tat stream-of-consciousness style of his.

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 “They never called me nigger, they never lynched me, they didn’t put no dogs on me.” “How can I shoot those poor people?” he added. “Just take me to jail.” Just take me to jail. Those words registered as astonishing. Here was this great, sexy fighter on the cusp of fame and fortune, a physically pretty man who recited doggerel and who graced the covers of magazines. And he was willing to march off to prison to protest an unjust war. Photo The referee directs Muhammad Ali to a neutral corner before starting the knockout count over challenger Zora Folley in 1967. 
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 We celebrate athletic courage. Watch a hoopster hit a spinning, fall-away jumper in the last seconds, see a center fielder race toward a fence heedless of the possible injury, applaud a fullback who catapults into the end zone, and we talk of courage. Such feats are athletic and wonderful and memorable. Courage is being 24 years old and risking all, the anger of newspaper and television reporters and millions of white Americans who see you as a public enemy, to say no to a war. Channing Frye, a tall and lithe Cleveland Cavalier, stepped onto the practice court in Oakland for an interview on the intricacies of the N.B.A. finals. He’s thoughtful on his chosen vocation; first, though, he spoke of the septuagenarian Ali. Photo In June 1967, Ali went on trial over his refusal to be inducted into the Armed Services. 
 “He just gave the black community a lot of courage and changed our mind-set: ‘Hey, you can be a superstar and not be quiet,’ ” Frye said. “You can voice your opinion and be controversial and still be a champion.” Frye didn’t go there, but Ali ruined some part of the great athlete Michael Jordan for me. Years ago, at the height of his popularity and given a chance to support Harvey Gantt, the black progressive mayor of Charlotte, N.C., against that old racemonger Senator Jesse Helms, Jordan declined. Republicans, he reportedly said, buy sneakers too. Others spoke and acted in the Ali tradition. Tommie Smith and John Carlos raised their fists in the black-power sign at the Olympics in 1968 after medaling in the 200-meter race. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar has spoken out often and thoughtfully on society’s ills. LeBron James has addressed violence and police brutality, and is a union activist. The cross-country skier Beckie Scott has spoken out repeatedly on athletic doping and on the fecklessness of international organizations. 

 More Muhammad Ali Coverage The point is not whether you agree with their every utterance, any more than that was so with regard to Ali. To see athletes — young men and women who could rightly enough claim obsession with sport and endorsements — embrace the larger world and its discontents is moving. Ali was a man, which is to say complicated and many-faced and imperfect. He could be cruel to opponents, in the ring and outside it. Joe Frazier, he said, was too dumb and too ugly to be champion. It is probably smart not to get too worked up about this.
 Cruelty is woven into boxing like tweed into a fine herringbone jacket. Muhammad Ali’s Words Stung Like a Bee, Too Outside the boxing ring, Ali fought his battles with his mouth. Ali reincarnated himself as champion, three times winning that title, and that gave to his life narrative a metaphorical power. I know the young Ali, lean and dangerous and endlessly boastful, only through my father’s stories, and from old newsreels. The Ali I remember was heavier-muscled and a ferocious competitor, too willing to stand and absorb punishment. By the time he tangled with George Foreman in 1974 in Zaire, the fight known as the Rumble in the Jungle, his speed and reflexes were like bike tires worn down. The question was not whether Foreman would beat him senseless, but how quickly the end would come. Ali, per usual, would have none of that. “If you think the world was surprised when Nixon resigned, wait till I whup Foreman’s behind,” he told David Frost.
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