Everyone Still Wants to Believe in Mike Tyson

Mike Tyson stands alone in an empty ring, throwing punches at ghosts. The crowd screams his name, but he doesn't hear them anymore. At fifty-eight, his muscles still ripple beneath flabby, weathered skin, but the speed and movement that actually made the 5’10” heavyweight an all-time great among giants is gone. Jake Paul circles him like a schoolyard bully who's found the former tough guy years too late.