I pity him. At one time, he had smoked salmon, Jamaica Blue Mountain and blowjobs for breakfast. He quite literally had women queuing in his hotel lobbies for a chance to have sex with him, all throughout his career.

Mike was the personification of all our inner cavemen - he fought and screwed with reckless abandon and colossal energy, each victory acting as a torrential downpour of oil onto the forest fire that was his already enormous self-confidence and libido. At one point in training for a fight in '88, aged 22, he would "Double Digit" - hospitalise 10 training partners a day, and screw 10 girls a night. During that year, he was perpetually in 'the zone' that most men are only in for an hour, max, per year. Even though you're supposed to rest completely the week prior to a fight - and definitely no ejaculating, it does reduce aggression - Mike was screwing women furiously in his dressing room only an hour before battering his opponent and ripping his Championship belt away.

He ate when he was hungry, slept when he was tired, fought when he was angry, and f*cked when he was horny. 'Ironic' Mike Tyson should, by virtue of releasing the pent-up desires we men all have and living almost completely to his own natural rhythms, have been one of the most mentally well-balanced individuals alive.



But of course, drugs, drink and his own inner demons caught up with him. They say "you can take the boy out of the ghetto, but..." etc. In this case, truer words were rarely spoken.

But I pity him for how far he has fallen. To have the world at your feet, then to find it desert you...what agony for anyone. I especially pity him the fact that women don't queue at his hotel room for sex any more...


Jaybee