I felt this struggle for my own identity: I was so proud of being known as Barry Hearn’s son – but I eventually realised that’s all I’d be, unless I worked hard and did something spectacular.ĭad always said to me that when I turned 18 we’d go to the boxing gym and have a fight. I’d have teachers going on at me and I’d be thinking, “I’ve just been in New York with Frank Bruno and you’re telling me off?” That was the wrong attitude. At the weekend I’d fly around the world with him, then be back to school on Monday. These days we’re still competitive but it’s all about business: how many tickets you’ve sold, how much money you’ve madeĭad was worried that I would be a spoilt rich kid, the type he hated, growing up. The mindset in our family is: you win when you deserve to win. And now I don’t let my two daughters win. It wouldn’t matter what we were doing, he would never let me win. He was ridiculously competitive and would bowl full pelt. I’d always wait for him to come through the front gates, and once we’d finish dinner he’d take me outside to play football or cricket for an hour. Only with a mobile, so there’s no escape.ĭad wasn’t around that much when I was young he was travelling a lot. I’d hear a lot of arguments and raised voices, questions about fighters, Eubank, Bruno, Naseem. His work phone would go off all night, and I’d never intentionally listen but I was subconsciously taking it in. This is Dad and me sat in the study, when I’m about 10.
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