CHRIS HEWETT
GUEST COLUMNIST

IF Simon Shaw of England was a 20-storey tower block of a lock blessed with penthouse levels of skill and self-restraint, Michel Palmie of France was no match when it came to the tale of the tape – unless we’re talking about his liberal use of orthopaedic strapping, which left him looking like the profoundly unromantic lead in The Mummy’s Curse. The Beziers bruiser of old hit his heights, among other things, in other areas: aggression, intimidation, general malevolence.
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