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OHARA DAVIES

Davies caused a storm last month with an ill-advised tweet. Elliot Worsell has his say on the controvers­ial Londoner

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An in-depth analysis of one of British boxing’s most controvers­ial characters

I’LL concede defeat now: Ohara Davies has won. By virtue of the fact his name appears in the headline of this article, Ohara Davies has won. He has won because it is attention he craves and attention he shall receive. He has won because instead of writing about a more deserving boxer, I am keeping it topical and focusing this piece on the latest Ohara Davies comment to infuriate boxing fans, especially those based in Liverpool. He has won for that reason, too. (Antagonisi­ng Scousers, it seems, is the ultimate

win for Ohara Davies.)

He has won most of all, though, because boxers like Ohara Davies always get talked about, always make good money, and always come out on top. At least that’s how it works in the land of OD. “Nice guys finish last.”

It’s the sort of thing Ohara Davies tells himself before his head hits the pillow every night and before every training session, every run, every meal, every video he hopes will go viral and every insensitiv­e tweet grenade he aims at the entire city of Liverpool (the latest, by the way, mentioned a certain tabloid newspaper). Others, meanwhile, tell Ohara Davies he needs to be more than just a boxer and that his belief in this mantra – nice guys finish last

– will serve him well so long as he doesn’t take it to its extreme, which is to say or do something politicall­y incorrect and become The Ultimate Baddie.

Do that, they say, push it too far, and you’ll finish last. You’ll lose.

When it goes wrong, as it did in December, it could be argued social media is to blame. After all, without it, how many of us would have heard of Ohara Davies, let alone find him offensive? Its existence and prominence, for better or worse, gives boxers a voice they were once without and allows them to self-promote away from traditiona­l, regulated channels. Emancipate­d, free from the shackles of their promoter, they can say whatever is on their mind, and create a character, a persona, that might be close to the real thing but might also be something else altogether. Who, in that case, is Ohara Davies? Ohara Davies is 25 years of age and a good, powerful, exciting super-lightweigh­t from Hackney, London. His profession­al boxing record is 16-1. He’s had to do it – boxing, life – the hard way. For all I know, he could be a kind, generous and modest young man. He might spot old ladies struggling to walk and help them cross the road. He might have gone carol singing at Christmas. He might love The Beatles and sing Yellow Submarine in the shower. But that’s not the character he wishes to portray online, nor one he believes will get him very far in his chosen profession. Alas, we are treated to something else. Something bigger, nastier, uglier. Something one hopes does a disservice to his true personalit­y – he can’t be that bad, surely? – but, he hopes, generates buzz and attention his true personalit­y, and boxing ability, isn’t capable of generating alone. That’s the thing with personas in combat sports. Create one and you think you’ve sussed the game. (If savvy enough to get it right, you have. You’ll receive publicity and make the kind of money your peers, those without a voice, those unwilling to wear bright colours and say outlandish things, can only imagine.) But isn’t the mere creation of a persona and the need to speak out of turn, aware of the repercussi­ons, in some way an admission that the boxer in question understand­s they are not quite as good as advertised?

This was certainly the overriding impression the night Davies succumbed to Josh Taylor and emerged not as a blue chip prospect, but as an explosive puncher with flaws and limitation­s whose future now relied more on his tongue than his talent. ➤

HE’S A CAR CRASH ON SOCIAL MEDIA – 90% WILL HATE HIM, BUT AT LEAST THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT HIM”

It was Taylor, not Davies, who arrived as a potential world champion in July. It was Taylor, not Davies, who proved he is the superior boxer. Yet Davies appeared nonplussed by it all. He maintains it is he, not Taylor, who will continue to grab the column inches and find himself involved in lucrative fights triggered by what’s nowadays described as ‘beef’. It’s the way of it, I suppose. Always has been, always will be. Davies knows this, as does his promoter, Eddie Hearn [inset].

“Fighters have got to carve out their own image,” he told me last year. “Ohara Davies is a good example. He’s a car crash on social media. But I’ll tell you now, people will have an opinion on him. Ninety per cent will hate him and want to see him lose, but at least they are talking about him. When he’s on, you’ll tune in. You’ll either say, ‘Yeah, I like this guy, he’s gobby,’ or you’ll go, ‘Jesus, I follow this guy on social media, what a p***k, let’s see what he’s got.’ That’s better than the alternativ­e which is, ‘Who is this guy? Oh, he’s all right.’ You’ve got to have something.

“A lot of the time it’s our job [as promoters] to carve that out. I always say, ‘What is your story?’ Even if it’s cheesy, even if it’s as simple as you coming from Wales and wanting to be the next Joe Calzaghe, make sure you tell that story. Only a small percentage of fighters are going to come out with an image or the chat to do that, so we have to find that sometimes.”

By all accounts, Hearn didn’t make his fighter apologise for his latest outburst, yet there was an apology nonetheles­s. A strange thing, too, that apology. It pacified a few; confused many more. For if Davies is going to play the heel, issuing an apology following a heel power move is akin to a serial killer embarking on a bloody rampage with an accompanyi­ng team of paramedics. It defeats the whole point of the initial act.

What’s more, the measured apology suggested Davies isn’t the bad guy he thinks he is but is instead playing the part of a bad guy and isn’t quite sure how bad he is allowed to be in the current climate. He’s the worst kind of bad guy: a bad guy who says sorry; a bad guy who probably isn’t really a bad guy at all. “It was done in an attempt to provoke him into a fight with me on February 3, knowing he didn’t like The Sun [newspaper] from a previous tweet,” Davies said of his unsavoury tweet to boxer Tommy Coyle. “I thought it was due to untrue stories they had written about him, having no idea it was far deeper.

“One thing I do is act in certain ways to anger my opponents and play the bad guy, which I enjoy playing. I am petty to bring up physical appearance­s or past losses to anger my opponents, but my intention here was to literally anger him and the people who don’t like the paper.”

Davies then went on to say he was ignorant to the reasons why some people, especially Liverpudli­ans, might not like the newspaper in question, before adding, “I’ve read up on what happened but am not totally sure what the newspaper had to do with the 96 deaths [at the 1989 Hillsborou­gh disaster]. I will read up on it today.

“My intentions were pure. What people think I meant by the tweet is not in character and doesn’t reflect who I am. I train with many fighters and know many fans and the only ones who hate me are the ones who don’t know me personally but see some of the stuff I write online.”

Bizarrely, pinned to the top of Ohara Davies’ Twitter account is “a message to all my haters”, accompanie­d

by a 90-second video that’s 90 seconds too long. In another tweet, he tells someone he doesn’t love boxing and boxing doesn’t love him, and often he will explain, boast even, that the sport is merely a way for him to make money and that money’s all that matters.

That’s all fine. He’s entitled to say what he feels. But there remains a sense it’s always a bigger drama and battle in his head than it is in anyone else’s (who, let’s be honest, has the time to hate a WBA Internatio­nal super-lightweigh­t champion?), and that’s the worry with an impression­able 25-year-old like Davies, someone who has skim-read the manual, believed he has taken it all in, yet is somehow missing vital informatio­n. He has scanned the title page and the contents but then, driven by ego and impatience, gone directly to the index to see if his name is mentioned, ignoring the rules and the history entirely.

If he’d done his research, he’d have realised the beauty of polarising figures like Muhammad Ali, Mike Tyson, Chris Eubank and “Prince” Naseem Hamed wasn’t their petulance, arrogance and abrasivene­ss, but their ability to be many things all at once. Good and bad, humble and egotistica­l, honest and deceitful, accessible and aloof, likeable and unlikeable. They were fully-formed characters. Proper people. They were 3D, not OD.

In short, it’s okay to be an a***hole, but be a brilliant one. Earn your right to be an a***hole. Learn

how to be an a***hole. Because, if you’re not brilliant, you’re just an a***hole. And, rest assured, nobody wants to pay to watch an a***hole, irrespecti­ve of whether the a***hole wins or loses. You’re not that important. You’re quickly irrelevant. Life’s too short. Attention spans nowadays are certainly too short. (Ironically, just as this social media-dominated world gives athletes like Davies a stage on which to act up, the merciless, cutthroat nature of its users ensure it can just as quickly be taken away.)

If you’re not Floyd Mayweather and you’re not brilliant, you can still get attention, create controvers­y, and make more money than your rivals, but you have to go about it intelligen­tly. You must have more to your game – your persona – than spite and hatred and juvenile putdowns. There must at least be a semblance of charisma, a tongue in cheek, a bit of swagger, some playfulnes­s and some creativity. You can’t solely be an a***hole. You can’t recklessly incite hate, bring your sport into disrepute and then flatter to deceive when crunch time arrives. Do that and history suggests your career will be short-lived. Do that and opportunit­ies will soon dry up. (Davies was rightly removed from a February 3 fight by Eddie Hearn as a consequenc­e of his December tweet.)

Unfortunat­ely, Davies has long been a pawn in this game, so will invariably continue along this path. He has been taught, through boxing’s black magic, that the quickest way to a meaningful fight on a meaningful platform is hate. Not titles. Not talent.

Hate. He got it with Derry Mathews in Liverpool, a fight sold on animosity, and he hit the jackpot again in Scotland when spanked by Josh Taylor. It’s a formula he knows back to front; one he has used to his advantage; one employed by many others; one encouraged by those around him.

Yet now, as Ohara Davies enters 2018 with a defeat on his record, this same formula could be detrimenta­l to his career. His stock has fallen, supporters are disappeari­ng, and all of a sudden he’s in need of guidance, a script and a Plan B. Talk about mixed messages. Talk about confusing the vulnerable.

He’s not alone, nor solely to blame. This is the age of dumb and disposable. Dumb gets you noticed, dumb gets you rich, and anything above and beyond – like, I don’t know, talent – is considered a bonus. Our television stars are dumb, manufactur­ed and packaged that way, and our sports stars, the ones known more for antics than achievemen­t, are similarly inclined to choose stupid over substance.

Adrien Broner, for instance, can’t match Floyd Mayweather, his idol, in the skills or legacy department, so he cranks up the stupid. He zeroes in on every reprehensi­ble Mayweather trait he can identify, realising this is the stuff he can best relate to and replicate, and attempts to go one better, embracing infamy along the way, content to be washed up at the relatively tender age of 28.

The concern for Ohara Davies is that he’s attempting to do the same. Only his template, the man with whom he has most in common, the man whose achievemen­ts are currently out of reach, isn’t Floyd Mayweather, the wealthiest and best boxer of the modern era. It’s Adrien Broner.

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Photos: ACTION IMAGES PLAYING THE HEEL: Could Davies’ ‘bad guy’ persona just be an act?
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HUMBLED: Davies fails his acid test against Taylor [right]

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