It’s not about how much money I’m getting paid. It’s just a love of one-on-one combat. I feel I’m at home. I love the ring entrances, the talking. I’m the master of it all.
My first job was working for my dad. He was a used-car dealer, and I used to wash the cars down, clean them out, and so on. I would do stuff for him pretty much every day. It was quite a good job, to be honest.
I have a nice house, nice cars, nice watches, nice things. I’ve got money in the bank. I’m not in need of a few quid – as it stands. It’s all irrelevant to me.
As you know, I get a lot of abuse on Twitter. And while I’m abroad on training camp, I train three times a day, often for two hours a time, and I haven’t got time to respond to all the people that ask questions.
I’m looking forward to fighting Chisora, getting him out of the way, and then fighting Klitschko for all the belts, but I don’t think Wladimir is going to take the fight.
