n one night, Hagler had turned his bitterness into a moment of glory. Nearly fifteen years after turning pro in a high school gym in Brockton, Massachusetts, Marvelous Marvin Hagler finally had stardom within firing range of his deadly left cross. Now a bona fide celebrity, he was mobbed by fans wherever he went. Even Madison Avenue finally came knocking: Hagler received sponsorship deals from Pizza Hut, Diet Coke, and Right Guard. Eventually, the surly middleweight champion with the devilish goatee popped up in an episode of “Punky Brewster.” But it was Thomas Hearns who boiled down those eight minutes of hell best: 

“What can I say? It happens to the best of us. It hurts. But the man showed his greatness tonight.”

 

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