Jaron Ennis puts the division in mind: a ruthless unification, there is no debates

Jaron “Boots” Ennis did not just beat Eimantas Stanionis on Saturday night: he classified He. Systematically, precisely and without a single wasted movement, Ennis demolished the Lithuanian earlier unbeaten and dropped him, broken and completely outside the answers by the sixth round. IBF and WBA belts now belong to a man. And that man is all that he said he was.

It wasn’t just a victory. Was a statement. A fort, brutal, surgical.

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A performance that requires respect, whether you like it or not

For years, the boxing world has been whispering that Ennis is “the future”. Too fast, too strong, too smart, too smooth. It has all the tools. Power in both hands. Defense as tight as their disappearance. Ring IQ so high that it makes the experienced contenders look like Sparring members. On Saturday night in Atlantic City, whispers turned around.

There is no more wait. Germantown’s boy has just turned to man in 147.

Box boots as if you had something to prove. He controlled the distance, dictated the pace and neutralized Stanionis’s pressure with a strong enough fist to divide the atoms. He went through his guard, punished his body, and turned out of the range as if he were in skates. In the fifth round, the blood was pouring on Stanionis’ face: the price to think that it could be in front of a problem like Ennis and survive.

In the sixth round, it was over. A few features of vicious body ruined Stanionis. A savage exploded on the floor upstairs folded it like a grass chair. He won the count, sure, but it did not make sense to continue. Its corner knew it. Everyone who watched knew it. It wasn’t a struggle. It was a demolition.

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Critics became strong after Chukhadzhian, now they are quiet

Let’s approach it. This last exit? The resuscitation of Karen Chukhadzhian? It’s not great. Flat. Bored. People started talking. To say that the boots were “exposed”, “exceeded”, “they are not ready”. Well, where are they now?

Because this The Ennis Boots version was impeccable. Mature. You mean. Ice cream. He did not pursue the tie, built it. Round in round. Punch punch. It made Stanionis seemed to not belong. And this was not a mandatory strip. Stanionis was the boy. Unbeaten. A real. The only other heavy weight with a claim claim. Now? It is another name in the Ennis curriculum.

Mario Barrios? Brian Norman Jr.? They are next. But none of them have the boots. None of them works at this level.