Yuri Foreman
Yuri Foreman (born August 5, 1980) is an Israeli professional boxer and former WBA super welterweight champion. He was born in Gomel, Belarus, but currently fights out of Brooklyn, New York.
Biography
Yuri Foreman was born in Gomel, Belarus, then part of the Soviet Union. He started out as a swimmer, but his mother signed him up for boxing lessons at age seven after he experienced bullying and beatings. At age nine, he immigrated with his family to Israel. Boxing was not popular in Israel and there were few boxing gyms so he trained at an Arab gym. On his early days in boxing, Foreman said:
In Israel he became an amateur boxer and won three national boxing championships. In 1999, Foreman moved to Brooklyn, New York. He stated that the only reason he came to the United States was to pursue his dream of a professional boxing career, and saw no further opportunity to do so in Israel. His first job was in the Garment District in Manhattan, where he made deliveries and swept the floors for a clothing store. At the same time, he began training at Gleason's Gym in Brooklyn, where he met his future wife, Leyla Leidecker, a Hungarian model and amateur boxer.
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We Are Free Men
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