From the construction site to the ring, Marvin dominated a category like very few, knocking out the best, inflicting impossible workouts, hitting hard and thinking even harder. And his premature death was also a wound for our country, which he loved
Telling about him on Christmas Day is a gift. Happy retaliation, since he never received any: everything he had the opportunity to conquer should always have reached beyond the threshold of discipline and tolerance. Due to the level of hardness that characterized them, he didn’t practice the training: he inflicted it on himself. Sometimes from three in the morning, often in the snow, wearing heavy military boots, running for just under twenty kilometers and for almost half of the route running backwards, to learn to better manage the steps on the square. He screams in pain, before the real working day began in the gym.