The Start Of It All 

Long ago, in the land of boxing, a child was born with a jaw of unbreakable iron. His name was Mike Tyson, and from the moment he grew teeth he chewed through anything, wooden cribs, silver spoons and even the toughest leather gloves.

His mother became worried about his ravenous need to bite so she took him to an ancient boxing doctor who lived at the top of Heavyweight Mountain. The doctor examined young Mike and gasped “This child has the Spirit of the Tiger locked in his teeth! He is destined to rule the ring, but if his hunger for victory is not controlled he may one day unleash the beast within and cause chaos.”