The details of the world title fight between Carl Frampton and Scott Quigg in Manchester on Saturday night are simple in boxing terms; the pair are the same weight, both unbeaten, dislike each other and have genuinely wanted to fight each other since 2011. Those are facts.
The real stuff, the fighting, the talk, the emotions and the crowd are what make it one of the biggest British fights in the last 25 years. It sold out in minutes, they will be receiving world-record purses for super-bantamweights and there will be too much pride in the ring once the bell sounds. Perfect conditions for a fight.
Both Quigg and Frampton have been acting like the fight is easy. Their trainers, the men that the little fighters will listen to at the end of each completed round, also believe that it is an easy fight. When this happens, I know from experience, something special takes place. A hefty lump of arrogance and confidence always ends in a good fight.
Frampton is convinced that he can stand toe to toe with Quigg from the start. He genuinely seems to think that he is that much stronger and that his chin will withstand anything that Quigg can land. He also understands that a slugfest is an unnecessary risk.
Frampton has so far dropped and stopped 14 of the 21 men that he has beaten. He has dropped them with short hooks to body and head and the occasional concussive right. Frampton can bang, as they say, but he has the amateur international pedigree that Quigg lacks and that means he can box.
Quigg is three inches taller, considers himself the superior physical fighter and he believes that he knows exactly what Frampton will do. Quigg is convinced that Frampton will run, use the big ring -- a request from Frampton's people that was part of the deal getting done -- and pick his punches. Frampton will move, that is for sure, and Quigg will chase and at some point -- possibly depending on emotions -- they will both get drawn into a fight.
Quigg has so far dropped and stopped 23 of the 31 men that he has beaten, he has two draws and he has been in some long fights and, in theory, harder fights. He is, however, two years younger, but not two years fresher. He has also had a couple of easy nights in the last few years and so has Frampton.
They have met and beaten the same men, but that has never been a reliable tool for measuring two boxers. Last summer Quigg, in his previous fight, stopped a man called Kiko Martinez in round two. Frampton had won the world title from Martinez 10 months earlier and had settled for a wide victory by decision after 12 rounds. Frampton was in complete control and Quigg was badly hurt, rocked to his boots in round one before finding the final punch. On paper it looks like Quigg had the better win, but that is not necessarily the truth. Frampton, incidentally, had stopped Martinez in early 2013 in their first fight. That fight, in my opinion, is the guide.
On the same night that Quigg was beating Martinez in Manchester, Frampton was having a nightmare in Texas against an unremarkable Mexican called Alejandro Gonzalez Jr. Frampton won over 12 rounds but he was dropped twice in the opener and Gonzalez helped Frampton's cause by losing two points for low blows. Frampton was not happy and there was talk of discontent and weight issues. Now, he insists that all is rosy.
Quigg, by the way, had a bad night in October 2013 when he retained his title with a majority draw against the Cuban Yoandris Salinas. Two judges could not split them, one went narrowly for Quigg. The fight we are watching on Saturday, which has been five years in the making, was very close to falling away forever. Salinas has been stopped in two of his three fights since that night.
This is a big British fight and it is a rare treat when two British world champions meet. Quigg and Frampton will not disappoint and I expect they will do it all again when one of them, I think Frampton, has his hand raised at the end. I expect controversy, I don't expect anything to be easy.