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Wilder was fast, athletic and brutal in the manner in which he destroyed Stiverne, unlike Joshua’s almost plodding effort in being handed a premature stoppage to a game and competitive Takam.

Surely Wilder v Joshua unification is a natural fight to be made for spring 2018 in a stadium in the UK or USA and it would be a huge sporting extravaganza but one suspects Wilder may well have shot himself in the foot with such a dominate destruction and could  be offered well below his worth by Eddie Hearn’s Matchroom Sport, in an attempt to delay the inevitable and buy Joshua more experience, which indeed it does look like he needs after the Takam showing.

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