I like to think that a lot of my passion for sports was passed down to me from my grandpa.
Living in the Golden Age of boxing, my grandpa was an avid fan of the "sweet science" and caught as many fights as he could on television.
His favorite boxer? A smooth-talking, fleet-footed heavyweight named Muhammad Ali. But he wasn't my grandpa's favorite boxer for the reasons you may expect.
It wasn't his Golden Gloves titles, or Olympic gold medal, or even his world heavyweight championships that made my grandpa such a big Ali-admirer. No, instead he was a strong supporter of Ali because he predicted his rise to greatness long before he was a household name.