“Joe, you can’t beat me! Don’t you know I’m God?”
“Lord, you in the wrong place tonight.”
Also, I met Frazier last year in Philadelphia and he was incredibly kind, generous and humble. He signed, in good humor, a picture I now have framed above my desk of him looking stoically past an Ali trying to get a rise out of him.
A great man. RIP.
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