Freddie Roach stands at a press conference in a giant tent out behind the MGM Grand. He grips the podium in an effort to stop his hands from shaking. He can’t help his head from crunching down onto his right shoulder. His voice is halting. It’s all a reminder of the Parkinson’s that plagues him.
He’d rather be in a gym somewhere, preferably back at the Wild Card in Hollywood, preferably across from Manny Pacquiao, wearing mitts and working the grind because the ease that comes from doing hard things makes him forget how hard it can be to do easy things.
Roach is 55, and his slew of Trainer ofRead More »from The fight of his life: How Freddie Roach has beaten back Parkinson's, and now wants Floyd Mayweather