You passed under the sign that said "No guts, no glory," then walked through the humid air laced with sweat, and the clamor of the boxing gym where youths were sparring and slugging at punchbags, until you reached the tiny office in the corner – barely more than a cupboard – where Tony Burns had his lair. Once upon a time in the old East End, Tony came here to this former bathhouse for a wash but in recent years he was the head coach at the Repton Boxing Club, Britain’s most famous amateur club, which occupies the building today.The…
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