Muhammad Ali back when he was in form. Just to see what it would be like.
My old man once shared a cabin ( to clarify that's a room offshore on an oil rig before you all start thinking brokeback mountain sort of things) with a bloke who'd fought Ali. The guys name was Richard Dunn and he was a scaff foreman and former British heavyweight champ. Being champ gave him a shot at a world title but unfortunately it was in the grips if Ali. Apparently Ali spent the whole build-up to the fight proclaiming that Richard Dunn wouldn't last past the fifth round, announcing his prediction in every press conference.
When the fight actually happened, Richard said that he felt like he was doing really well. Matching Ali shot for shot and generally holding himself together pretty well. Until the early stages of the fifth round, that is. Ali whilst in a clench muttered in his ear "Goodnight Richard!"
A few seconds later Dunn hit the canvas.
To add insult to injury, Ali auctioned off his gloves for charity and on the inside apparently he'd written before the fight something along the lines of Richard Dunn. 5th round.
Ouch.
Back on topic though. My dodgy amateur Muay Thai days are long behind me and nowadays i like to consider myself a lover, and not a fighter so I would probably prefer to settle my differences in the bedroom.
With that in mind I think i would like to make sweet, sweet love to Tony Abbot. Purely because I don't think he'd like it very much...