Conor Benn is sat cross legged on a large red sofa, positioned in the corner of an apartment in Los Angeles. Leaning back, he feels a long way from the camera, so much so that I can’t be sure whether he’s sporting a slight black eye. I also can’t be sure whether the distance is intentional.
Maybe I’m imagining a slight frostiness in the opening seconds of our Zoom call; you can’t always be certain whether an athlete has read what you’ve written about them, and in Benn’s case, there has been criticism in these pages.
