A painful reminder that no matter how great or how legendary you are during the prime of your life, we all must face the fact that none of us will live forever. I'm too young to have experienced the glory years and the media frenzy of Muhammad Ali. But I've listened to countless stories from my dad about how great and what a huge deal he was back in the day. My dad will be the first to tell you that Ali was just beyond cocky and arrogant, but more times than not he would back it up in the ring. I can tell my dad has a HUGE respect for that, as do I. Dad always said the best of Ali was prior to his years out of boxing due to refusing to go to war. He said Ali was still great afterwards, but he just didn't have that fine touch he had before those years of not fighting, and dad said he just never quite got it back. And even then he was still one of the greatest ever. Who knows, had Ali not taking those years off, he may well have been even better than the legend he turned out to be.
Myself, I love watching the old coverage of his glory days in boxing. The man was just so tremendously confident in his ability to beat anyone on the planet. Match that with his unbelievable talent, and that combination you have what will go down as prolly the greatest boxer that ever lived. You can't help but respect a human being with that kind of determination and will power to let nothing stand in his way in proving he was the best in the world. The guy wasn't just all talk. The guy was just an unbelievable warrior in the ring. There will never be another one like him.