In university I was living by the campus with two other athletes from the boxing team.
We co-existed happily for the college year, a truely positive symbiotic relationship.
One was 64kg and the other 69kg.
We represented the university in the nationals that year and scored a 64kg Gold, a 67kg Silver and a 69kg Gold.
We had a terrific party afterwards, but I’m getting off track.
We all sparred 3 times a week and I found we grew terrificly close as a result.
After the college year the guys returned to their home clubs and I turned professional.
One decided to make the cut to 67kg, the other hit the gym and grew to 67kg.
As fate would have it the boxed one another in a local club show.
A good contest the naturally bigger guy won. It was a close points decision, but feelings were hurt.
They still speak, but things have never been the same.