He's opposite Tyson in a variety of ways. He's a total klutz, leaves himself wide open with his baboon left arm hanging down, can't knock out a small opponent with no skills, and has no charisma.
The most interesting thing about this boring pug is that instead of tattoos he's festooned with what look like herpes sores, boils, cysts and pimples.
In the mid-rounds there was an accidental head bash and he got a cut (which ended the fight; he was leading at the time so he was declared the winner). Considering what a lumpy monster he is, I'm only surprised Pathetic Fred Kassi didn't make him bleed by pounding his chest and neck and popping the pimples.
After the fight, a female reporter asked him a few questions but seemed to shield her eyes from his repulsive looking body.
The excuse is that Baby Hughie is young and will get better. He's just going to get old and pimplier. David Price could've knocked him out tonight. Screwy Hughie? Fooey. A load of hooey.
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