Pryce Taylor, the towering Brooklyn bloke who once fancied dunking basketballs, is now in the business of serving up knuckle sandwiches in the boxing ring. This 27-year-old giant, standing at a lofty 6’4″, has hung up his basketball shorts for boxing gloves and is causing quite the stir with a pristine record of 3 wins, no losses, and a couple of opponents left wondering what hit ’em.
Taylor, reminiscing about his basketball days with a twinkle in his eye, insists he’s still got game, but not the kind you play on the court. His game now involves dancing around the ring and making opponents eat canvas. He’s bagged himself a pair of shiny New York Golden Gloves along the way and has even given a few seasoned pros a run for their money in sparring sessions. This lad’s no mug.
Last year, Taylor threw down in the Team Combat League, racking up wins faster than a dodgy salesman. These weren’t your average pub brawls, mind you, but they’ve toughened him up for the big league. He’s out here playing chess while everyone else is stuck playing checkers, countering moves they haven’t even thought of yet.
Finding blokes brave enough to square up with Taylor is getting tougher, thanks to his knack for making seasoned fighters look like they’ve just laced up for the first time. His debut? A knockout. The sequel? Another knockout. And just when folks thought they’d seen it all, he goes the distance, showing he’s not just a one-hit wonder.
And get this – after his last scrap, he paraded around with the Irish flag like he’d just been crowned king of the St. Paddy’s Day parade. A clever nod to the Irish fans in the crowd, and just like that, he’s not just New York’s golden boy; he’s Ireland’s adopted son.
Basketball’s loss is boxing’s gain, and with Keith Sullivan, the sharp-witted lawyer-turned-boxing maestro in his corner, Taylor’s not just aiming for the stars; he’s looking to knock ’em out.
So, who’s got the guts to step up to Taylor next? Place your bets, have your say, and let’s get ready for a rumble!