The gym, now closed, was alive with music 15 months ago, but it was dominated by the personality of one man. It was Mike Tyson’s music that roared over the cheap stereo system. It was Mike Tyson’s friends who roamed the floor. It was Mike Tyson’s presence that commanded visitors’ attention.
Tyson, the former and often fearsome heavyweight champion, was clearly in control, laughing, joking, shouting instructions.
Until a man who stood barely 5 feet 5 inches entered the gym. He had an unruly shock of wavy red hair and thick-rimmed glasses that made him look like 1950s television character Mr. Peepers.
