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Jackson Dias Muhammad Ali was truly the world’s greatest boxer and an inspiration to a generation. “I am the greatest,” Ali repeatedly told the world and, to this day, many still believe he was. Ali was not only an incredible boxer but also a man who risked everything for his principles – his career, his world title, his personal relationships and also jail. Born Cassius Marcellus Clay in 1942 to a middle class family in Louisville, Kentucky, he stumbled into boxing at the age of 12 when his bicycle was stolen and he wanted to be able to dish out some damage to the thieves should he ever catch them. Right from the start, he was something special in the ring and in 1960 took gold at the Rome Olympics. But back home, Clay was treated like a second-class citizen, and was dependent on “white” money to continue boxing professionally. “Floats like a butterfly, stings like a bee,” Clay was a phenomenon. He moved so fast in the ring he barely took a hit and went 18 straight