In His New Book, Muhammad Ali Biographer Thomas Hauser Pays Tribute to “The Greatest”

Thomas Hauser Pays Tribute – “The intellectual heavyweight of all boxing writers is the incomparable Thomas Hauser,” wrote Mike Gallego in a 2012 article in Deadspin. And, he may have added, Hauser sure is prolific. The frequent TSS contributor has authored and co-authored so many books, fiction and non-fiction, that the exact number is a little hazy. A good round number would be “50,” half of which relate to boxing. The latest addition to his portfolio, Muhammad Ali: A Tribute to the Greatest, was released just last week by Pegasus Books.

Hauser, needless to say, is familiar with the subject. He spent two years researching and writing Muhammad Ali: His Life and Times, published in 1991. The research entailed combing through reams of archival material and interviewing about 200 people. As Ali’s official biographer, Hauser had unlimited access to the man himself. Following the publication they teamed up on a book tour that brought them to England, the cradle of pugilism, where Ali is even more exalted than he is in his native country.

Muhammad Ali: His Life and Times was nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, a National Book Award, and won the William Hill Sports Literary Prize, an award that carries considerable cachet in England. Literally dozens of books centered on Muhammad Ali have been written in the intervening 25 years, but the Hauser book is still referenced as the definitive Ali biography.

Hauser’s latest book follows the template of the Hauser boxing books published annually by the University of Arkansas Press. Those books are largely compendiums of previously published materials. The timeline is the connective tissue: most of the stories are about events that transpired within the previous calendar year. Here the connective tissue is Muhammad Ali, the man who would leave a larger footprint than any athlete the world has ever known.

Those familiar with Hauser know that he is less concerned with what happens inside the ropes than with humanizing the various role-players that make the events happen, most obviously the prizefighters but also others who are part of the machinery. Boxing to Hauser is less an athletic competition than a component of popular culture. Drawing a true portrait of Muhammad Ali, warts and all, was a daunting assignment – “The Greatest” was a bundle of contradictions – but Hauser managed to pull it off.

Hauser’s new book contains everything that he has written about Muhammad Ali since his 1991 opus. Some of the pieces were previously published in his 2004 book The Lost Legacy of Muhammad Ali. The final chapter of the new book, The Long Sad Goodbye, is brand new, but the overarching theme is one that Hauser has addressed before – the commercialization of Muhammad Ali. After Ali lit the torch at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics, he was embraced by corporate America which then sanitized him, blotting out that which made him such a controversial figure in his younger days. As Ali lost the ability to speak, notes Hauser, words were attributed to him that he would have never used. To which we would add (and Hauser would concur) that sentiments were attributed to him that may not have reflected his true feelings.

There are 27 chapters in the book. One of the longest, and Hauser’s personal favorite, is titled Elvis and Ali. Muhammad Ali had two legacies – as an athlete and as a moral force – Elvis only one, as an entertainer, but yet the parallels between them are striking.

Born seven years apart in the segregated South, Elvis and Ali exploded on the scene and became global superstars. When they were young, says Hauser, each had a rhythm that was all his own. Both were remarkably good-looking, both had natural gifts that made them great showmen and both became counterculture symbols — polarizing figures who agitated the white establishment, albeit for different reasons and then, with the passage of time, were no longer threatening. The big difference between them was the way in which they handled their enormous fame. Ali embraced it; for Elvis it was burdensome, it destroyed him.

Hauser doesn’t absolve Elvis from the bad decisions that ruined his health, but neither does he question Elvis’s musical genius or look down upon the white working-class culture that spawned him. Indeed, he appreciates Elvis’s contribution to the great American export called rock-n-roll. This stands in welcome contrast to the first big biography of Elvis, Albert Goldman’s execrable Elvis.

Muhammad Ali’s physical decline spanned three decades. Young people today don’t remember Ali when he was larger than life or understand what forces propelled him into this orbit. They recognize Ali as a person who was famous for being famous. “Future generations may well see Ali more clearly than young people do now,” says Hauser.

Many more books will be written about Muhammad Ali; you can count on it. The foundation for many of these books will be found in the works of Thomas Hauser.

Muhammad Ali: A Tribute to the Greatest is available through Amazon and other leading book-sellers. The book is available in hardback and kindle editions.

Thomas Hauser Pays Tribute


Comment on this article


-Radam G :

The book that should be written is what the mystery doktor did to Pops Butterfly. Shortly after the GOAT took the so-called thyroid pills, his health began to fade to crippling, shaking silence. The FBI had a J Edgar Hoover's program to destroy the rising of a "Messiah" for kept-down peoples. The GOAT was most dangerous outside of dat squared jungle than inside it. I believe the champ was worked on with chemical poisoning for years when he made his comeback to boksing. The goal of the haters was to stop the GOAT Ali from becoming like Da Manny for his oppressed people: A politician for change. Not a politrickster for the same old oppressive range. Holla!

-Radam G :

The GOAT Ali was truthfully the people's champ and could walk among them without bodyguards. What other high-level athletes or entertainers or politicians or civil rights leaders can do that nowadays? I know entertainers, athletes and low-level civil rights and religious leaders beat down and/or killed for going among the ratchet bottom dwellers without big uglies. (No hate from me of hard-working people trapped at the bottom among the ratchet. The ratchet is at the top too. They are just obnoxious, but normally not murderous as the bottom ones.) Money May has gone among the bottom dwellers with his big uglies, but was still cursed out and insulted by thots and thugs. At fast food joints and bowling alleys, knuckleheads even ran up on Money May and had to be roughed up and /or shot down by the Money Man's big uglies. It is tough as syet being the self-labored TBE. But it was a breeze being "pretty (and) the GREATEST OF ALL TIMES"
-> Holla!

-KidHersh :

I will have to pick this one up