Title: Hardly a biography or even a book about boxing
Product review: This was the most tedious book I have ever had the misfortune of reading. Having read dozens of boxing biographies, I was thrilled to see that someone had chosen to write about Sonny Liston. Liston was larger than life in every way, he was the original bad-ass of boxing. However, what Nick Tosches decides to concentrate his efforts on is....uhhh....I have no idea what he is concentrating on. The guy is all over the place, but generally spending most of his time on inane and trivial matters that no Liston or boxing fan would care about. Seriously, this guy is an awful writer. I'm not sure if he considers himself a bad-ass as well, but I would love to meet him and tell him what a lousy writer he is. Certainly if Sonny was alive today, he would have given this guy a beating for screwing up his biography.
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