LAS VEGAS — There came Tyson Fury, round after round, second after second, doing to Deontay Wilder what Deontay Wilder usually does to everybody else. Meaning: absolutely overpowering him, sending him to the canvas, landing powerful right hand after powerful right hand. This was some Saturday night, inside the Grand Garden Arena, in front of Patrick Mahomes and Leonardo DiCaprio and Lance Armstrong. This was for the Brits who never sat down and for the Brit who never backed down, for the oddsmakers who favored Wilder and the pundits who predicted he would win by knockout.
This was Tyson Fury’s second coronation, a victory more significant—and more entertaining—than when he topped Wladimir Klitschko by unanimous decision in 2015.