I've been in the ring with the Bronze Bomber, Deontay Wilder. I've tasted his power, and he's tasted mine.
I am not interested in fighting against 50 wimps like the Klitschkos do.
It's the warm-up in the changing room when I switch on. I don't even think about the fight until then. Some fighters are bouncing about the walls, but I switch off. Then it's like someone flicks a switch in me.
One thing you can guarantee with the Travellers, they've got a lot of heart.
If I didn't have a great right hook, the bigger, heavier fighters would grind me down and smother me.
There are no shortcut to losing weight. Just hard work and dedication, hard work and dedication.