Clairvoyant Clay-Liston I Promoter Calls Round

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Prescient, or a prudent Pollyana trying to build his gate?

"I figure Clay win it," MacDonald says, with dubiety. "He'll take the title if he stays away, jabs and runs, but the little jerk is so egotistical—he's getting hysterical—he thinks he can punch Liston's nose sideways. It's liable to be a stinky fight to watch, but if Clay gets by seven or eight he's liable to win it."


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