Kapitel 225: Chapter 223: Link Takes a Step Back
As Link arrived at the O2 Arena entrance, he answered a few questions from reporters. Just as he was about to enter, he saw his opponent, Carl Froch's, motorcade arrive. He glanced back at Froch, recalling his profile.
32 years old, 185cm tall, 186cm reach, debuted in 2002, current record of 26 wins and 1 loss, 24 wins by KO. His only defeat was against Mikkel Kessler in the WBA European title fight last year.
He later avenged his loss in the WBC world title fight and defeated Jean Pascal, Jermain Taylor, and other champions.
Nicknamed "The Cobra."
Extremely fast and tricky jab.
Aggressive fighting style, gets stronger as the fight progresses, excels in bloody battles.
As Link looked over, Carl Froch also glanced at him and nodded.
Link nodded in response and then entered the pearl-shaped domed stadium with his team.
At 2 PM, the match was about to begin.
Reporter Gary and detective Charlotte also entered the venue on time. When they arrived at the back row of the audience, the stadium was packed.
Centered around the blue boxing ring, from the VIP seats under the ring to the last few steps, there were people everywhere.
About 28,000 people.
This was the maximum capacity of the O2 Arena for boxing matches.
In the audience, many young people held up posters of Link: boxing posters, singer posters, and even fitness posters, which were released with the deluxe edition of his album and were not very common.
When Link appeared, his fans all shouted loudly, cheering for Link, calling him the champion, and some asking him to fight hard and win more championship belts for everyone to win in a lottery.
But this was London, England.
When Carl Froch appeared, the cheers from the crowd were even louder, and the applause was more enthusiastic.
More than 20,000 people were cheering for Carl Froch, hoping he could defeat Link and keep the WBA and WBC super middleweight titles in the country.
"Emma Watson is over there!"
Charlotte said, pointing to the front row of the audience with her binoculars.
Gary raised his camera and looked. Emma Watson was wearing a blue dress and had her blonde hair in a ponytail.
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, and a few others were sitting next to her, staring at Link in the ring and whispering to each other from time to time.
"Keira Knightley is over there!"
Charlotte pointed to another location.
"Don't worry about Keira for now. The scandal between her and Link was fabricated by our media. Keira has a boyfriend now."
Gary said.
To capture valuable material, they had to eliminate a few distractions beforehand, and Keira Knightley was one of them.
Charlotte shrugged and raised her binoculars again, focusing on the boxing ring.
In the ring, Link was wearing red boxing shorts with his name "LINK" embroidered in white thread on the waistband. He was wearing red gloves and being interviewed by the BBC and Eurosport.
Opposite him was British boxer Carl Froch, wearing black shorts and black gloves. His coach was saying something to him, and he nodded from time to time.
In terms of height, Link was taller, but his muscles were relatively well-proportioned, making him look less muscular than his opponent, Carl Froch.
"Bernard, who do you think will win?"
Charlotte asked, putting down her binoculars.
"Probably Link. He knocked out Mikkel Kessler in 101 seconds, Jermain Taylor in 98 seconds, and Jean Pascal in 42 seconds. Although Carl has also defeated them, he didn't do it as easily."
"It would be great if Carl could win. I bet £100 on him."
Charlotte said.
"What are the odds?"
"Link to win, 1 to 1.05. Carl to win, 1 to 51.5."
"So high?"
Gary asked in surprise.
He had only heard of odds exceeding 1:50 in the Tyson vs. James Douglas fight.
In that fight, Tyson suffered an upset loss, and many people who bet on Douglas made a fortune. It was said that Tyson himself had also bet on himself.
"If Link bet £10 million on himself and then deliberately lost the match, he could earn £50 million?"
Gary speculated.
"The people at the betting company aren't that stupid. Large bets are always thoroughly investigated. Besides, with Link's current status and net worth, he wouldn't do anything to damage his reputation."
Charlotte said.
Ding! Ding!
The bell for the match rang, and the host and staff on the stage all left, leaving only Link, Carl Froch, and the referee.
Charlotte immediately raised her binoculars and focused on the ring.
"Box!"
The referee gave the command, and the match began.
Link and Carl Froch touched gloves and then started moving around, constantly changing positions.
"Go Link! Go!"
"Go Froch! Froch will win!"
The audience also started shouting loudly.
Amidst the shouts of the audience, Carl Froch took the initiative to attack, his fists flying like shuttles, constantly hitting Link, each punch heavier and fiercer than the last, not giving Link a chance to strike back.
Link raised his fists and moved his feet nimbly, constantly dodging.
In less than fifty seconds, Carl Froch had thrown 87 punches.
At the 52nd second, Carl Froch used the ropes to his advantage, forcing Link to the edge of the ring. Before Link could change his position, Froch landed several consecutive punches, breaking through Link's defense, one of which hit Link's cheek.
Link was knocked back a step.
"Whoa!"
The audience let out a huge gasp along with that punch.
Legend had it that Link's boxing skills were so high that he only needed a few dozen seconds or a few rounds to defeat his opponents in the ring and was rarely hit in the face.
But this time, he was hit in the cheek by Carl Froch and even staggered.
The British audience at the scene cheered excitedly.
"Go Carl!"
"Carl will win!"
"Carl, you're the best!"
The shouts at the scene grew louder and louder.
Amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of spectators, Carl Froch fought even harder, his fists faster than shuttles, often throwing four or five punches in a second.
Even the live commentary became excited.
BBC host Edward Campbell stood in front of the camera and said in an extremely provocative voice that Carl Froch was possessed by Manny Pacquiao at this moment, showcasing both speed and ferocity in his boxing.
The live commentary also claimed that before the match, everyone thought Link would win, but now the match seemed to have taken a turn.
The scales of victory were tilting towards Carl Froch.
There was a high possibility that the "undefeated champion" Link Baker would taste defeat at the O2 Arena.
Charlotte glanced at the live broadcaster in the distance and said to Gary in surprise, "Is Link going to lose?"
Gary looked at the match in the ring, also unsure of the situation.
"I don't know. But the American newspapers said that Link has been busy selling records these past few months and hasn't had time to train. I heard that his performance in the match against Andre Ward had declined significantly. He might lose this match."
"It would be great if Link lost. I bet £100 on Carl, with odds of 51 to 1, that's £5,000!"
Charlotte became more and more excited as she spoke, shouting towards the ring.
"Go Carl!"
"Carl will win!"
At this moment, no less than 10,000 British spectators were shouting with her. When their voices merged, even the dome of the O2 Arena vibrated.
(End of Chapter)
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