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The outcome is that Joe’s work-rate, mobility, and adaption to whatever strategy Hopkins chooses to employ, will dishearten and tire the exceptional Hopkins whom will no doubt make every effort to go out on his shield. Bewildered, fatigued, and hurt, Hopkins will begin to lose all sight of hope around the middle of the fight and will become more and more likely to be stopped with each passing second from midway on. The skinny, pasty ‘white boy’ from an obscure valley in South Wales will comprehensively destroy the loquacious, American superstar for whom colour will not be an issue after this fight owing to his newly-acquired literal likeness to a chameleon in that he’ll be muti-coloured as a result of extensive bruising to his head, face and body! There are not many certainties in the gambling capital of the world, Las Vegas, but Joe Calzaghe beating Bernard Hopkins is definitely one of them! As regal as Bernard Hopkins is, it’s Joe Calzaghe to win clearly on points or late stoppage and to be crowned King of the two legends.

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