In a perfect world, Georgia-born Mills Lane would not have had a stroke in 2002 and instead, after retiring from the ring while still on the ultra-short list of best referees in the game, would have been installed as boxing's czar. The game could have and could still use a firm dose of Lane's common sense, applied with just enough growl to make you know he meant business but just enough softness to let you know he rooted for even the bad apples. That appointment will not be made, as the sweet science still operates without a central authority that imposes standards of decency to the racket, but Lane's legacy on boxing has now been firmly implanted in the history books.
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