Tyson Fury had barely finished giving Derek Chisora a half-sincere pat on the back when he felt the incision from two daggered eyes – lurking underneath a cap, somewhere in his periphery, and floating towards him. As a zombified Chisora trudged out of sight, Oleksandr Usyk ascended the ring steps like Hades emerging from the underworld, seeking his next soul. And as Fury spat insults at the unified heavyweight champion, a serrated smile split Usyk’s lips.
That was the Ukrainian’s first meeting with the WBC champion in a London stadium, but it was not supposed to be his last. It was not supposed to be this difficult.
